One by one, the biggest wheeler-dealers in the financial world of New York mysteriously disappeared, never to be seen or heard of again -- brutally gobbled up by The Silver Ogre. Until the Man of Bronze took up the eerie trail when the next victim was one of Doc's own men!

First off, I have to say this is one of my least favorite Bama covers. The "Sea Angel" is bad enough to read about, and Bama made it look as rediculous as it sounded. Not as bad as See-Pah-Poo Poo, but close.

This was the first Doc I read in quite a bit of a while. Not the best choice. The "creature" is hardly believable and the bad guys' evil plan weak. All the aides are there, but Long Tom says 3 words at the beginning, Renny, 6 and they are never heard of again. Doc survives several days locked in a pantry, eating only canned fruit. First, I wonder how he opened the cans, second, I hope he was wearing his special crimson underwear, as described in The Golden Peril (judging by the pulp cover, he was. Pheew!).

I found (and still find) the Bama cover to be interesting (at least interesting enough for me to purchase the Graphitti Designs poster), but the story is really preposterous. This is almost as bad as The Mountain Monster. Fake spiders or monsters or things dangled from balloons just don't work for me and I can't imagine that it would work for anyone in the Thirties, except maybe for fourteen year-olds with vivid imaginations. I read this when I was seventeen and it still stunk.

This one had me shaking my head in disbelief. How could the author of "The Polar Treasure" and "The Majii" have written this jalopy?
The waddling Sea Angel was embarrassing enough, but the henchmen dressed like green devils pushed this one into the stratosphere of stupidity. Ditto all the comments above — one of the worst of all Docs.