Wednesday, April 08, 2026

The Dress Suit, Part 1

By request of Absorbascommenter Tad, we present, "Doll Man Versus The Dress Suit" (Doll Man Quarterly No. 9, Summer 1946).

I think the original story idea was Versus the Gingerbread Man, but the Pastry Lobby stepped in.

Uncanny though it may be, the Dress Suit cannot distract me from the fact that the potential victim is apparently sleeping upside down in his bed.

It begins with Doll Man's squeeze, Martha Roberts, walking home with a freshly baked chocolate cake on her head.  It was part of the agreement with the Pastry Lobby.


It easy to make fun of "The Dress Suit" but, this is honestly a terrifying sequence and a great example of the Golden Age mastery of staging and style.

That's pure horror movie right there.

Words (and backgrounds) are not always needed (or desired).

Fortunately (?), Doris's house is really close to this horrific murder scene.

Just a block away means even a six-inch may can get there pretty quickly.

Again; this is art, people.

"No, I haven't called the police yet, dad, you dumb-ass; you scientists haven't invented cell phones yet and it was ONE BLOCK AWAY."

Typically, Doll Man craves action more than justice, so he lies about calling the police about a murder. Do Martha and Dr. Roberts ever notice that Darrel didn't call the police? Do the police ever show up?  Whatever! It's DOLL MAN TIME.

Doll Man Fact: In the process of shrinking to his six-inch size, Doll Man must first travel to Saturn!

I must pause to appreciate the typewriter-ish font that Doll Man stories use for captions.  It really helps ground a world in which a man compresses his own molecules simply through the power of will.

Sure, Darrel. Whatever lets you sleep at night.

"Who needs the police? What can THEY do that a six-inch tall research chemist can't?"  Never change, Doll Man.  

Let's just skip over the hour that it takes Doll Man to climb those steps, shall we?

Doll Man's on the spot, so that a MAN can confirm The Hysterical Woman's wild assertion that a man down the block was just stabbed to death.

Thanks, Dr. McCoy.

If there is any advantage to being only six-inches tall, I should think it would be stealth, but Doll Man botches that almost immediately because HINGES.

Remember that "CLOMP! CLOMP!" for a bit.


Consider just how oblivious Doll Man must be for the following sequence to be possible.

I guess when you are only six-inches tall, anything larger tends to fade into the background.


How does an empty dress suit go CLOMP CLOMP? Is there a horse inside it?

Oh, yeah, that is pretty terrifying.  Although I am surprised that, at his size, Doll Man can even NOTICE that he doesn't have a head.  Let's see how Doll Man deals with the situation tomorrow....