Most would probably say that Doctor Doom is the best villainous doctor in comics. I’d go one step further and say that he’s the best VILLAIN in comics. Sure, you’ve got your Magnetos and your Galactuses… Galacti? But Magneto can’t make up his mind about what side he’s on, plus he’s kind of got a point about humans. And Galactus? That guy’s not even doing anything wrong, he’s a force of nature in a dumb hat.
About a year before Doctor Doom showed up in the pages of Fantastic Four, Doctor Destiny first appeared in Justice League of America. The characters are not very similar in terms of their M.O.s or their backstories but their ominous names and general design are reminiscent of one another. The cape and cowl alongside the spooky mask paired with the Doctor lofty D-Word sort of makes me wonder if this wasn’t another aspect of the Fantastic Four that was inspired by a DC comic.
Breaking my streak here folks, cause today’s doctor is the first one I am writing about this month that is not a medical doctor. Doctor Walter Bishop, PhD, is in my opinion the most important character in the entire Fringe series, and probably one of the most epic mad scientists of all time.
Just when you thought you heard the last from Lilith about TWD this week, today I want to feature Hershel, that beloved veterinary doctor from TWD who we lost all too soon. Doctors provide us with a lot in the real world, but in the apocalypse they have the potential to become vital to the survival of your group. And Hershel did just that for his group for a long time.
In all of fiction there is no greater tale of the hubris of science than that of Doctor Stein from the Arrested Development episode “Sword of Destiny”.
Oh, Doctor Victor Frankenstein, you say? Well, that’s a damn fine point, but I’m sure there are already plenty of examinations of his mad science to be found, so let’s just roll with this.
A character who appeared in only one episode of the cult TV series, Doctor Stein was his own biggest advocate and continually evaluated his standing worldwide in the medical community. He initially introduces himself as the best doctor in the county, then in the state of California, and then downgrades to Southern California. However, if his last shown attempt at a radical procedure is successful, he thinks it may make him the best in the world.
We interrupt our regularly scheduled programming for a special Doctober showcase from first-time contributor Nicknack Tabasco.
My relationship with Ian Fleming’s James Bond dates back to the late eighties when I first watched Dr. No one evening with my grandfather. In an age before DVR, my grandpa meticulously edited out every commercial while the movie aired using the pause button on his remote, which meant that sometimes when he fell asleep, whole scenes were missing. I watched the Bond movies so much I wore out the tapes. Dr. No has always been my favorite Bond villain. He’s a grotesque mad scientist, a megalomaniac with a love of epicurean delights and sadistic entertainments.
Years ago I went to a James Bond costume party in Alaska. As I walked through the house congested with Bond girls and evil masterminds, I saw a meditative Dr. No sitting alone at the kitchen table, surrounded by beer cans, who was scratching his face with metallic pincers like the Bond equivalent of Rodin’s thinker. It’s the image that always comes to mind when I think of Dr. No., the diabolical recluse with metal pincers for hands.