Monday, August 30, 2010

MAN’S EXPLOITS magazine – turning exploits into exploitation from 1957 to 1963


The meaning of the word exploit depends on whether it’s a noun or a verb.

The noun exploit means a notable adventure or heroic act. But the verb exploit generally has a negative connotation. It implies mistreatment.

Man’s Exploits, published bimonthly from mid-1957 to mid-1963 by Everett M. “Busy” Arnold’s company Arnold Magazines, Inc., took both meanings of the word to extremes.

The cover painting for the story about Cinque and the Amistad that I featured in my previous post is just one example.

The first issue of Man’s Exploits, dated June 1957, started this classic men’s adventure magazine off with a bang. It has a truly great action cover painting and some wild stories.

In the cover painting, an agonized man is swimming on his back through ice floes, straining to pull a rope held by another guy on a raft.

There’s also a worried “Indian” babe on the raft, showing an amazing amount of cleavage given how cold the scene looks. (She must have been very warm-blooded.)

The adventure yarn this painting was done for — titled “HUMAN ANCHOR IN THE ICE PACK” — actually is about an exploit in the heroic sense.

The guy in the water bravely jumped in to try to haul the raft to shore and save his buddy and the girl. In the story, he succeeds — but there’s a twist. He makes it to the shore, then freezes. His body creates a frozen “human anchor,” allowing the other guy to pull the raft to land. Damn, that’s a manly exploit!

No artist credit is given for the painting. However, the date, the style and the shape of the woman’s face are clues pointing to pulp art legend Clarence Doore.

Subsequent Man’s Exploits covers moved on from heroic exploits to men’s pulp magazine versions of Blaxploitation, animal exploitation and sexploitation.

The eye-grabbing painting on the August 1957 issue shows a very scary-looking African witch doctor wearing a jawless human skull on his head, holding a bloody machete and drinking what seems to be liquid fire.

It goes with the story “I WATCHED THE FIRE DANCE OF HUMAN SACRIFICE.” But I can also envision a scenario in which it might work for another story in that issue, “Newest Cult: SEX AND STERILITY.”

The cover of the November ‘57 issue shows a bear and a bull ripping each other to shreds in a bullfighting arena.

Since I’m one of those oddballs who like animals more than most humans, I have a hard time with this one.

But if I look at it the way I look at monster-vs.-monster fight scenes in a sci-fi movie, I have to admit it’s kinda cool.

On the sexploitation front, Man’s Exploits was sort of an equal opportunity exploiter.

For example, in the scene depicted on the cover of the February 1963 issue, the bad guys are evil, sadistic Commies instead of evil, sadistic Nazis.

Specifically, they are evil, sadistic Red Chinese soldiers, using whips to torture female victims.

The unfortunate targets of the whipping are American-looking women who all (by an amazing coincidence) are gorgeous, busty and have perfect hair.

This cover painting goes with the story titled “The CITY OF LUST of RED CHINA’S BUTCHER GENERAL” — which is not quite as high on the gonzo meter as some other stories in that issue, like “MILLION $$ ORGY OF THE TEXAS CATTLE QUEENS” and “APHRODISIAC SCANDAL of the SEX-MAD INTERNS and the 63 PASSIONATE NURSES.”

The April 1963 issue of Man’s Exploits features male bondage and torture. (Is that reverse sexism?)

The cover painting on that issue shows three of “HITLER’S BLOOD-CRAZED AMAZONS” firing machine guns at American troops. (Yep, they are all gorgeous, busty and have perfect hair.)

Meanwhile, oblivious to the battle around her, one evil Nazi Amazon in the background is whipping a hapless, bloody male prisoner of war who’s tied to a post.

On a fashion note, the story says the Nazi babes are all wearing the special bosom-revealing uniforms designed by Hitler himself for Ilsa the She-Wolf.

OK, I made that part up.

But I’d swear the exposés in the April ‘63 issue of Man’s Exploits about the “SCANDAL OF THOSE ‘HYPNO-KICK’ PARTIES!” and the “BIZARRE RITUALS of the SADISTIC COLLEGE CUT-UPS!” are true stories.

I think I went to some parties like that when I was in college back in the Sixties.

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Thursday, August 26, 2010

The story of Cinque and the Amistad – done men’s pulp magazine style


In the politically incorrect, sensationalized realm of vintage men’s adventure magazines, “true” stories based on historical facts usually had some angles and embellishments you don’t find in other sources.
Case in point: the men’s pulp mag version of the story of Cinque and the Amistad that I’m featuring in this post.

As you know if you saw Steven Spielberg’s movie Amistad (1997), Cinque led a famous rebellion of African slaves on the Spanish ship La Amistad in 1839.

They killed the ship’s captain and cook with the sugarcane machetes they found on board and took over the ship.

Cinque then ordered the remaining crew members to sail back to Africa, but they tricked him and ultimately sailed into Long Island Sound.

On August 26, 1839, the Amistad was seized by U.S. officials. This led to a widely publicized court case over the status of the Africans on the ship.

Under the hairsplitting law at the time, it was legal to own slaves who were already enslaved (and their children) but illegal to transport more Africans to the Americas as “new” slaves.

On March 9, 1941, the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that the Amistad captives had been transported illegally. As a result, they were freed and returned to Africa.

The January 1958 issue of the men’s adventure magazine Man’s Exploits (Vol. 1, No. 4) includes a story about Cinque and the Amistad that’s based on these historical events.

But, of course, like any story published in a men’s pulp magazine, it’s a bit spicier than what you’d read in a mainstream magazine. And, Man’s Exploits was among the spiciest of the men’s pulp mags.

It was published by Everett M. “Busy” Arnold.

Busy was one of several early comic book publishers who moved on to men’s magazines and adult humor magazines after the 1954 Comics Code prohibited any blatantly violent or sexy images or storylines in comic books.

Through his companies Arnold Magazines and Natlus, Inc., he published a number of classic men’s pulp mags, including Gusto (which was banned by the U.S. Postal Service), Man’s Peril, Rage, Rage for Men and Wild for Men.

The Cinque story in the January 1958 issue of Man’s Exploits is promoted with a bloody (and bloody good) painting on the cover. It shows Cinque holding a bloody machete and a busty, nude African babe in the background.

The artist is uncredited, though I’m pretty sure it’s by the great pulp artist Clarence Doore.

Inside, the story is illustrated with stock photos that essentially have nothing to do with Cinque and the Amistad. But they were undoubtedly cheap (or free) — and they showed some black people.

I especially like the photo of the black guys in the boat. Obviously, it’s not the Amistad. Just some “natives” in a little fishing boat.

Busy Arnold apparently figured that was close enough for a low budget men’s pulp mag.

Of course, no men’s pulp mag story would be complete without an enticing blurb written by the editor. The blurb on the second page of this story, next to the boat guys, says:

“The captain led the nude slave to his cabin for what he thought would be an hour of dalliance. But the mighty Cinque swung his machete — and turned it into an hour of death!”

Yep, it’s over the top. It’s sleazy. It’s classic men’s pulp!

By the way, check out the historic illustration shown below.

It’s from a book about the Amistad captives published in 1840.

And, even though it’s not quite as bloody as the cover painting used on Man’s Exploits, I think Busy Arnold would have liked it.

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

A tip of the hat to Tom Brinkmann and his BAD MAGS...


Vintage men’s adventure magazines were pretty wild compared to the mainstream magazines published during the 1950s, 1950s and 1970s.

Some were deemed to be “pornography,” which forced them to be sold “under the counter” and meant they could be denied mailing permits by Postal Service bureaucrats. (See my previous post about Gusto magazine.)

From today’s perspective, men’s adventure mags are politically incorrect for various reasons, but they aren’t really porn. In fact, compared to what’s on magazine racks, TV and the Internet nowadays, they are quite tame.

However, there were other types of magazines published during Fifties, Sixties and Seventies that were wilder than the men’s pulp mags.

Those are the ones writer and artist Tom Brinkmann is particularly knowledgeable about.

Brinkmann has compiled a portion of his encyclopedic knowledge in two books that I heartily recommend: BAD MAGS 1 and BAD MAGS 2.

The first edition of BAD MAGS 1, published by Headpress in 2008, is now sold out, but you can still find used copies on Amazon.com and eBay. BAD MAGS 2 was published by Headpress in 2009. Both use the subtitle “THE STRANGEST, MOST UNUSUAL, AND SLEAZIEST PERIODICALS EVER PUBLISHED!”

Brinkmann also maintains the excellent BAD MAGS website. And, on top of that, he’s a talented artist and the co-author and publisher of a long list of underground “comix” and zines.

In his BAD MAGS books and on his website, he sorts the magazines he features into categories by topic and publisher.

Several of his categories include covers and interior spreads from men’s adventure magazines.

For example, one of the sections in BAD MAGS 1 and on his website is Outlaw Riders (Hell’s Angels and other motorcycle gangs). In that, Brinkmann includes a classic WORLD OF MEN cover (March 1968), with a painting by the legendary pulp artist Norm Eastman.

WORLD OF MEN was one of the risqué men’s pulp magazines published by B.R. “Bud” Ampolsk and Maurice Rosenfield (spelled Rosenfeld by some sources), owners of the Reese and EmTee publishing companies.

The Reese and Emtee mags — which include MAN’S BOOK, MAN’S EPIC, MAN’S STORY, MEN TODAY, NEW MAN, REAL COMBAT and WORLD OF MEN — are especially famous/infamous for their Nazi bondage and torture covers, most of which were painted by Eastman. But they also featured quite a few BDSM-flavored covers that used motorcycle gangs, juvenile delinquents and hippies as the bad guys who were threatening or torturing the damsels in distress, instead of Nazis.

Below I’ve posted some covers from other sections of Brinkmann’s BAD MAGS books and website. (BTW, these are actually among the milder covers. Buy the BAD MAGS books or go to the website to see the raunchier ones.)

From the Mondo Bizarro Adult Slicks section, here’s the cover of the Summer 1967 issue of the hippie nudist magazine ANKH LIFE SYMBOL, plus the first issue of BLAST OFF! — an unusual sci-fi-porn mag. The green alien babe on the BLAST OFF! cover is the softcore porn actress known as Malta. The guy she’s kissing is the legendarily well-endowed porn movie star John C. Holmes (aka “Johnny Wadd”).

Here are a couple of covers from magazines Brinkman features in his section about the pulpy sex and sleaze stories written by “Edw. D. Wood, Jr.” And, yes, it is very same late, great Ed Wood who directed those Grade Z film classics like Plan 9 from Outer Space. The magazines WEIRD SEX TALES and HORROR SEX TALES are just two of the many outré adult mags that published stories by Wood in the 1960s and 1970s.

Next are covers from two of the magazines included in Brinkmann’s Sexploitation Film Slicks section. The first, CINEMA SIZZLERS, features a still from the Russ Meyer cult film Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! (That’s star Tura Satana on the cover.)

Next to that is the cover of the premiere issue of the ADAM FILM QUARTERLY, an offshoot of ADAM magazine, the men’s bachelor slick. (Play those big ass bongos, man, the topless hippie chick is diggin’ it!)

Brinkmann’s Occult Sex section includes the highly collectible April 1957 issue of SATAN magazine shown below, with my favorite vintage pinup model Bettie Page on the cover. The cover next to Bettie features the photo Brinkmann used for the cover of BAD MAGS 1. It’s a shot of model Mona Evertsen, from the the fall 1966 issue of the quarterly magazine BLACK MAGIC.

Brinkmann’s Violent World section includes a number of interesting “true crime” and detective magazines and shock tabloids. But my favorite covers are the painted covers of the magazine CRIME DOES NOT PAY (done by an uncredited artist). CRIME DOES NOT PAY is one of the many magazines published by the legendary pulp sleaze publishing entrepreneur Myron Fass.

Some of the CRIME DOES NOT PAY cover paintings remind me of classic bondage and torture covers common on men’s pulp magazines, especially the two below.

There are hundreds of other cool cover scans, photos, interior spreads and vintage ads in Tom Brinkmann’s BAD MAGS books and on his website.

I am a big fan of his work — including his art, comics and zines. You can check some of the latter out on the Poopsheet Shop comics and art site. Here are a couple of smashing examples of Brinkmann’s artwork…

At some point, I hope to get an interview with Tom Brinkmann for this website. For now, I’ll just give him a tip of the hat for his talent and for the yeoman’s work he’s done researching weird and wild vintage magazines.

Kudos and thanks, Tom!

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Leopard Men Ripped Their Flesh!


“Leopard Men” — vicious killers wearing leopard skins and gloves fitted with metal claws — have been featured in stories, books and movies since the 1930s.

Their first big splash in pulp fiction was in the Edgar Rice Burroughs’ novel Tarzan and the Leopard Men.

It was initially serialized in Blue Book magazine in 1932 (the classic pulp forerunner of the postwar men’s adventure mag Bluebook).

Tarzan and the Leopard Men was first published as a book in 1935, in a hardback edition with a great wraparound cover painting by J. Allen St. John.

In the late ‘30s and the 1940s, Leopard Men — and Leopard Women — showed up in other vintage pulp fiction magazines and novels, as well as in comic books and films.

During the 1950s and 1960s, quite a few stories about Leopard Men were published in men’s adventure magazines.

Some were pure fiction. Some were purportedly true.

Either way, like the earlier pulp stories and movies about Leopard Men, they were all based partially on fact.

Because there really were Leopard Men in Africa.

And, they were pretty damn scary. (Check out this recent video about them on the Discovery Channel, this article about the Anioto Leopard Men of the Belgian Congo and this account of Leopard Men in Liberia.)

The Leopard Men were members of an African religious sect referred to as The Leopard Society.

They really did dress in leopard costumes and use gloves with iron or steel claws to slash and kill their victims.

They were also into ritual sacrifice and cannibalism. They drank the blood of people they killed and ate their flesh and internal organs.

The traditional victims of the Leopard Society were other tribal members. Beyond religious purposes, ritual murders by Leopard Men were a way of punishing violators of tribal law and taking revenge on enemies.

Some accounts suggest the Leopard Society was also a bit like an African Mafia, whose members used murder and terror to gain power and wealth.

During the latter decades of the colonial era, they were also portrayed as “terrorists” who might target white colonial officials and settlers for murder, along with natives who cooperated with them.

One of the best “true adventure” style stories about Leopard Men published in a postwar men’s pulp mag appeared in the October 1955 issue of Man’s Magazine. It’s titled “Leopard Men! Africa’s Greatest Terror.”

The cover of that issue features a painting by the talented magazine and paperback cover artist Frank Cozzarelli, showing a Leopard Man sneaking up on a white Bwana.

The story itself, written by Murray T. Pringle, is illustrated with photos inside.

Pringle wrote stories for a number of men’s adventure magazines during the 1950s and 1960s. He also wrote for some of the last of the pulp magazines in the Fifties, such as Texas Rangers and Ranch Romances. And, in the Sixties, his stories appeared fairly regularly in Boy’s Life.

Pringle’s Leopard Men story for Man’s Magazine was printed at a time when Kenya’s bloody Mau Mau uprising was generating a lot of international attention and fear. So, the subject of African “terrorists” was timely.

Of course, like many “true adventure” stories in men’s pulp magazines, some parts of Pringle’s story are almost certainly embellished or even outright fiction.

But one thing is certain. The story grabs your attention right in the first few paragraphs, by describing this horrific scene:

     THE HUNTER knew there was something dead in the grove just ahead. The smell of death and decay hung fetidly in the heat-charged air of the Belgian Congo. The horrible stench grew stronger as he approached the trees.
     He entered the grove, took one long, incredulous look, then leaned weakly against a tree and vomited.
     Scattered about the grove were the bodies of four natives who had been subjected to the most savage acts imaginable. All four victims had been disemboweled, their throats slashed to ribbons, their eyes torn from their heads and their sex organs clawed from their bones.

Given an opening like that, you gotta keep reading. At least, I did.

If you want read the rest of “Leopard Men! Africa’s Greatest Terror,” but don’t own the October ‘55 issue of Man’s Magazine, you’re in luck. I’m making a reprint available to readers of this blog. Just click this link to download the entire story in PDF format.

I hope you find it as interesting as I did.

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

Reefer madness from SPUR magazine – “GANGI: Hell Smoke of the Caribbean”


From 1956 to 1961, a men’s adventure magazine titled Rugged Men was published by Stanley Publications, Inc., one of the magazine companies owned by former comics publisher Stanley Morse.

In 1959, perhaps as a marketing experiment, the title was temporarily changed.

That year, it was published under the provocative name Spur, with the subtitle “TRUE ADVENTURE FOR RUGGED MEN.”

Only four or five issues of Spur were published before the magazine went back to being called Rugged Men.

Today, copies of Spur are relatively hard to find and often pricey when you can find them.

But they are indeed worth finding — if you’re into campy retro stuff. 

For example, the September 1959 issue of Spur (Vol. 2, No. 8) features a great cover painting that combines elements of several iconic men’s pulp mag themes: exotic adventure, a “white queen of the jungle” and male bondage — with a hint of torture or sex to come (or both).

No artist credit is given for this cover painting on the contents page.

However, it goes with the “white queen” story inside titled “THE SHE-WOLF OF HALMAHERA” and the interior illustrations for that story are credited to Paul Gorenson, who I believe is probably the Canadian illustrator Paul Goranson (1911-2002).

Some of the other “true adventure” stories in this issue of Spur also have cool vintage illustration art, such as “The Spanish Prisoner and the Crooked Doll” and “I RAN A WOMAN’S PRISON.” (Credited to artists Bill Smith and Charles Oberman respectively.)

There’s also a nice cheesecake photo spread featuring Madeline Castle, a popular pinup model in the Fifties and early Sixties era who was the Playboy “Playmate of the Month” in October 1954.

But there’s a story in the September 1959 issue of Spur that made me smile even more than I did when I saw Madeline.

It’s a classic Reefer Madness-style photo essay and exposé about marijuana with the colorful title “GANGI: Hell Smoke of the Caribbean.”

The text in this story says the events shown took place in an unnamed country in Central America, where they call marijuana “gangi” (apparently a variation of the Jamaican term “ganja”).

According to author and photographer Charles Mason, this is a killer weed in more ways than one.

“It’s not just that it’s habit-forming,” he says, “or that in the long run it will kill you. It’s that the need for it becomes so great that an addict will do anything just to get some. And by anything, I mean anything, up to and including murder.”

Want to know more? OK.

Here, along with scans of each page and some close-ups of the photos, is the “shocking” story of...

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GANGI: Hell Smoke of the Caribbean!!!

Their name is Gangi, ours is marijuana.

Whatever it’s called, it’s dope

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Text and photos by Charles Mason

I TOOK THESE pictures somewhere south of Yucatan and north of the Canal Zone.

I’m not saying where, because I intend to go back there, and you can spend time in jail for the possession of gangi.

I was peacefully looking around the town of X when a fellow I’ll call Antonio, because that’s not his name, told me he knew two beautiful girls, and it would only cost me about $1.25 in U.S. currency to meet them.

I told him I wasn’t interested, but bought him a drink. During our little talk.

I decided he used marijuana, and I told him I’d buy him, and his girl friends, all the gangi they could smoke, and all the rum they could drink, if I could get pics of them and their “smokes.”

I could have been a cop or any kind of agent, but it looked good to him, and he agreed.

I was introduced to the two girls, whom we’ll call Rosa and Felice (for the same reason we named their friend Antonio), and they got down to business.

Anyone but a dope addict would have been insulted that I preferred photography to their charms.

But these girls were too far gone to have any normal female pride. All they wanted was their gangi, and that, of course, is its greatest danger.

It’s not just that it’s habit-forming, or that in the long run it will kill you.

It’s that the need for it becomes so great that an addict will do anything just to get some. And by anything, I mean anything, up to and including murder. Theft, to get money for gangi, is not at all unusual.

Marijuana, or gangi, is a common weed. It grows almost anywhere in the tropics, and does well on vacant lots in Los Angeles, Chicago and New York.

It’s hard enough for the narcotics people to try to stamp out cocaine derivitives which have to be imported, but it’s almost impossible to stop the use of a domestic weed like marijuana.

That’s why I wanted to take these pictures. It’s not that I’m a moralist, or anything, but I wanted to show the readers of Spur just how dopey people get from dope.

Rosa, Felice and Antonio, as I’ve said, didn’t mind.

After they got started, they wouldn’t have minded if I’d set off an atomic bomb — as long as it didn’t interfere with their trip to joyland.

They ate a little, and drank a bit, but not very much — and then went for their reefers like a baby for its milk.

And they were just as accustomed to the stuff and needed it just as much. I got my pictures, and I got sick breathing in the stuff and watching them.  ■


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Sunday, August 8, 2010

UNTAMED magazine takes us to the “Lusty Island of Lost Women”


As you can tell from some of my previous posts, I am a big fan of the vintage men’s adventure magazine Untamed and an aficionado of pulp art, pulp fiction and campy movies.

That makes my tattered copy of the April 1959 issue of Untamed (Vol. 1, No. 2) a triply cool treasure.

Or maybe quadruply cool, since the wild (really wild) Western cover painting for this issue was done by Armand Weston (1932-1988).

Weston was quite a multi-talented guy.

He did cover art for men’s pulp magazines and poster art for movies, most notably one of the posters for The Sting II.

He also did paperback book cover art, including covers for Lancer Books — whose co-founder was Irwin Stein, owner of Magnum Publications, Inc., the company that published Untamed magazine.

In addition, Weston was a movie director, scriptwriter and producer in the 1970s and early 1980s.

Most of his movies were kinky adult films, such as Defiance of Good (1975) and The Taking of Christina (1976), or outright hardcore porn.

He also directed a couple of risqué horror films, including The Nesting (1981) with John Carradine. (Check out Weston’s full credits on IMDB.com.)

Inside the April 1959 issue of Untamed there are some great pulpy stories that are still amusing to read today.

One is the campy Western tale that Armand Weston’s cover painting goes with, “The Cowboy and the Dance Hall Floozie” (in which the “floozie” gets her revenge on the drunken varmint who is threatening her with his gun belt in the painting).

My favorite story from this issue was written with tongue firmly planted in cheek. It’s titled “Island of Lost Women” inside, though the coverline (cover headline) pumps it up a notch by calling it “Lusty Island of Lost Women.”

It’s a comic version of one of those iconic stories about sex-starved women on tropical islands that were common in men’s adventure magazines of the 1950s, 1960s and early 1970s. This one has a twist, as suggested in the subhead on the first page:

“There were 15 of them—all beautiful, naked...and lost from civilization for eight years. ‘Teach us how to make love,’ they said, and turned Paradise into Hell!”

The “Island of Lost Women” yarn was written by Mike Farrell. He is obviously not the actor from M*A*S*H. But I couldn’t find any info about him online, so it may be a pen name.

The illustrations for the story were painted by the sci-fi, comics and pulp mag artist Leo Morey, who did a lot of interior illos and cover paintings for Untamed magazine.

I think “Island of Lost Women” is pretty funny. You should check it out for yourself by clicking this link to download the entire story in PDF format. Enjoy!

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