Marvel & DC’s War on God: Stan Lee, God, and the Devil (2025)

When people think of Marvel Comics or the Marvel Cinematic Universe, they think of Stan Lee as the creator of that universe, never mind the contributions of Jack Kirby, Steve Ditko or any of the other members of the Marvel Bullpen. But this documentary asks us to consider that Stan Lee is more than just the creator of Marvel (and Striperella; even I can argue that everything Lee did after 1970 or so).

Let me let them tell you.

“Many are unaware that Stan Lee purposely set out to repudiate God’s goodness and diminish His power. Lee not only sought to paint God as an inept and uncaring being but, driven by his own infamous ego, sought to exalt himself and his plethora of comic gods and superheroes above God. Did Stan Lee have a dark and nefarious agenda? Did Stan Lee seek to distort God into a bumbling creator unworthy of worship? Did Stan Lee and Marvel Comics portray Satan as the real hero or savior of humanity? Journey with us as we discover more troubling insights in Part 3 of Marvel and DC’s War on God series to discover how one of comics’ most prolific creative leaders, as well as his well-known associates Jack Kirby and Steve Ditko, continues to indoctrinate and perpetuate Satanic lies to hundreds of millions of young people among his unsuspecting fans.”

Directed, written and starring Joe Schimmel — “Since 1987, Pastor Joe Schimmel has been equipping Christians with the truth of God’s word. His testimony of the transforming power of Jesus Christ in his own life can be seen in the powerful exposé, They Sold Their Souls for Rock & Roll, and has been heard during live presentations at churches around the world in which he describes his own deliverance from the bondage and satanic influence of Rock Music at the age of 18.” — this breaks down the creation of the Marvel Universe but through a Christian lens.

This often calls Stan Lee Stan Lieber, which seems like a dog whistle to remind us that Lee was Jewish (as was Kirby). Let’s let that go and get into this, which explains that so much of Marvel is based on gnosticism, which is best described as a mindset that “emphasizes personal spiritual knowledge above authority, traditions and proto-orthodox teachings of organized religious institutions.” This might sound fine to you, but these docs always follow the rule that any rebellion is inherently evil.

The documentary’s obsession with Gnosticism is a classic Satanic Panic point. Gnosticism posits that the physical world was created by an inferior, often bumbling or evil deity known as the Demiurge and that true salvation comes through Gnosis or secret knowledge.

To understand why a documentary like Marvel and DC’s War on God exists, you have to understand the vacuum Lee and Kirby filled. In the 1960s, the Marvel Bullpen wasn’t just making funny books; they were crafting a modern American mythology.

Unlike the DC heroes who were often portrayed as pristine, god-like icons (Superman as a literal savior), Marvel’s characters were defined by their humanity and their flaws. Ben Grimm was a monster who hated himself; Peter Parker couldn’t pay his rent; Tony Stark was an alcoholic. To a rigid theological mind, humanizing the “miraculous” or giving “god-like” powers to fallible men isn’t just storytelling. It’s blasphemy.

Here’s an example. The Silver Surfer, who is a character whgo was not created by Lee, but instead drawn by Kirby starting in Fantastic Four #48, as the herald of Galactus, a space god who had come to eat Earth. Lee would eventually dialogue and later write the character, but based on Marvel Style, the plot for the issue was Lee giving Kirby a brief idea of what it could be about, then Kirby going to draw all of that and turning it back in to Lee to dialogue. We can argue Marvel Style if you want and who created who, but that’s not what this movie is about.

In short, from Wikipedia: “When Kirby turned in his pencil art for the story, he included a new character he and Lee had not discussed. As Lee recalled in 1995, “There, in the middle of the story we had so carefully worked out, was a nut on some sort of flying surfboard.” He later expanded on this, recalling, “I thought, ‘Jack, this time you’ve gone too far.” Kirby explained that the story’s agreed-upon antagonist, a god-like cosmic predator of planets named Galactus, should have some sort of herald, and that he created the surfboard “because I’m tired of drawing spaceships!” Taken by the noble features of the new character, who turned on his master to help defend Earth, Lee overcame his initial skepticism and began adding characterization. The Silver Surfer soon became a key part of the unfolding story.”

Kirby told Gary Groth the following:

JACK: I got the Silver Surfer, and I suddenly realized here was the dramatic situation between God and the Devil! The Devil himself was an archangel. The Devil wasn’t ugly – he was a beautiful guy! He was the guy that challenged God.

MARK: That’s the Surfer challenging Galactus.

JACK: And Galactus says, “You want to see my power? Stay on Earth forever!”

MARK: He exiled the Surfer out of Paradise.

JACK: And of course the Surfer is a good character, but he got a little bit of an ego and it destroyed him. That’s very natural. If we got an ego it might destroy us. People say, “Look at him – who does he think he is? We knew him when.” They throw tomatoes at you. Of course, Galactus, in his own way, and maybe the people of his type, are also doing that to the Surfer. They were people of a certain class and power, and if any one of ’em became pretentious or affectacious, they would do the same thing. We would do the same thing. If a movie star walked past you and gave you the snub, you’d give him a hot foot just to show him, “I paid my money to see you – and that’s what you’re living on.” You’re not just a face in the crowd – you’re a moviegoer, you plunk your dough down, and this guy lives off it.

He told an early San Diego Comic Con audience in 1970:

AUDIENCE: What was your inspiration for the Silver Surfer?

KIRBY: Gee, I don’t know. The Silver Surfer came out of a feeling; that’s the only thing I can say. When I drew Galactus, I just don’t know why, but I suddenly figured out that Galactus was God, and I found that I’d made a villain out of God, and I couldn’t make a villain out of him. And I couldn’t treat him as a villain, so I had to back away from him. I backed away from Galactus, and I felt he was so awesome, and in some way he was God, and who would accompany God, but some kind of fallen angel? And that’s who the Silver Surfer was. And at the end of the story, Galactus condemned him to Earth, and he couldn’t go into space anymore. So the Silver Surfer played his role in that manner. And, y’know, I can’t say why; it just happened. And that was the Silver Surfer, I suppose you might call it – I don’t know, some kind of response to an inner feeling.

The idea that the Surfer is the devil and Galactus is God, something Kirby says he moved away from, comes up here, as does the Lee and Moebius story Silver Surfer: Parable, which writes Galactus as the Old Testament-style, fire-and-brimstone God and the Silver Surfer as a self-sacrificing figure who lives poor and rejects anyone worshipping him; less like Satan and more like Jesus. Yet in this movie, this story is used as proof that the Surfer is the devil and Lee is against God. If anything, this story inspired me.

To wit:

  1. Galactus arrives and tells humanity he is their God.
  2. Humanity immediately falls into religious zealotry, war and chaos in his name.
  3. The Silver Surfer serves as a pacifist martyr, suffering so humanity can learn to think for itself.

If anything, Parable is a scathing critique of blind fanaticism. the very thing Schimmel’s documentary represents. It suggests that a God who demands worship through fear is not worth having and that true divinity lies in self-sacrifice and compassion.

Kirby wasn’t drawing from Gnostic texts; he was drawing from the Old Testament. Galactus isn’t a bumbling creator. He is closer to the Cosmic Awe, the I Am That I Am that is beyond human morality. Kirby was trying to visualize the scale of the divine, which is often terrifying.

“Many leading comic book writers have admitted that they are using seduction, manipulation, the occult, and even the Bible to influence children to view the God of the Bible from a twisted slant,” says Pastor Schimmel. “Our series aims to help families recognize these underlying messages and equip them with a biblical response.”

If you’ve seen They Sold Their Souls for Rock n Roll, this is very much the same, only about comic books. Ditko escapes most of the tarred brush here — oh wait, the second part is all about Dr. Strange — but this one goes hard after Kirby, saying that he was possessed by demons as a child.

When it comes to religion in comics, I found this quote — from Michael Kobre’s “The Common Man Is Coming Into His Own” — interesting: “Though Kirby and Lee—the former Jacob Kurtzberg and Stanley Leiber—were both first-generation American Jews (like so many other creators who built the American comic book industry), Judaism exists as a kind of lacuna in their published work, a fact of both men’s backgrounds that’s conspicuous by its absence.”

Why is that? The author says that it was about something simple: survival.

“My generation lied to survive,” Kirby told a group of fans in a 1972 conversation when he was explaining why he changed his name from Jacob Kurtzberg. “When I tell you my generation lied or died I’m not kidding,” he said, going on to explain how he was perceived as “a total alien” by the kind of men from the Midwest or Texas with whom he served in the army, even citing one soldier from a small rural town who refused to believe Kirby was Jewish because he didn’t have horns.”

It upsets me that Kirby gets insulted so many times in this, a man who worked back-breaking 14-hour days in his studio to take care of his family in a world where he was told he was disposable and not the man who truly created so much of what we know as the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Kirby often wrote of gods, Norse and New, Inhumans and end-of-the-world realities, places where he could explore how he saw religion in his head. I think Jack Kirby would be hurt by what was said here; a man can do a comic book called Spirit World or The Demon and still be a good man. That’s what I believe, if not the people who made this. A demon, Etrigan, is trying to work with a human, Jason Blood, and they are both looking for redemption. That seems something maybe worth celebrating.

Kirby, a man who literally fought Nazis in WWII and was nearly killed in the infantry, is being accused of indoctrinating children by a man sitting in a studio. Kirby’s work was obsessed with theology. From The New Gods (which features a literal Source or Godhead) to The Eternals, Kirby was a man constantly searching for the divine in the stars. To call his work demonic is to ignore the profound morality at its core: the idea that even a monster like The Hulk, The Thing, or yes, Etrigan can choose to do good.

It is a bitter irony that Kirby, a man who spent his life creating a universe where anyone, no matter how alien or different, could be a hero, is being painted as a villain by those who claim to preach love.

Buckle up when you watch this and other films in this series. They move quickly, change subjects more often than I do, and are just as scattered as having a conversation with me.

You can watch this on Fawesome.

Pagan Invasion: Halloween Trick or Treat (1991)

Did I watch all 13 of these?

You know I did.

Let’s concentrate on perhaps the best of this series, Pagan Invasion: Halloween Trick or Treat.

Let’s go to the sell copy: “Traces the pagan origins and history of Halloween. The Pagan Occult calendar of Druids, Witches, Pagans and Satanists marks Halloween as one of their highest holy days. The occult rituals seen in this video are real and not re-enactments. All the seemingly innocent symbolism of Halloween – black cats, snakes, broomsticks, bonfires, trick or treat…”

This feels dungeon synth, with an early computer-generated castle looming over everyone, which gives me a very warm feeling while also giving me the kind of chill I got from living through the Satanic Panic. This early green-screen technology makes the hosts look like they are broadcasting from a haunted screensaver.

This starts at a video sales convention, and we see some of the most wonderful horror movies of the 80s as the hosts clutch pearls, all before moving to meeting former Satanist Glenn Hobbs, who tells us about how he used to kill infants day and night. Wait, is that Hal Lindsay? It is, and he found a pentagram and a diaper in a shack, so there had to be more baby deaths. Seeing the author of The Late Great Planet Earth poking around a shack with a clean diaper? The peak of investigative journalism.

Like all Christian scare films, this liberally takes from Satanis, because where else are you going to get all that Anton LaVey interview b-roll? 

To understand Pagan Invasion, you have to understand the power couple of the 1980s counter-cult movement: Caryl Matrisciana and Chuck Smith. They weren’t just hosts; they were the architects of a very specific brand of California Charismatic paranoia. Caryl grew up in India, allowing herself to be marketed as someone who had firsthand experience with the darkness of Eastern mysticism. Chuck was a massive figure in American evangelicalism; he founded the Calvary Chapel movement and was a key player in the Jesus People movement of the late 60s. 

You can watch this on YouTube.

Scarlet Warning 666 (1974)

I have no idea what I just watched. I do not know what this movie is about despite having watched its London premiere with about 20 other people at The Nickel Cinema in Clerkenwell.

Scarlet Warning 666 is the concept of “random” fully realized on celluloid. Specifically, random in the service of ego. The ego of one Palmer Rockey. The man who performed 7 roles on screen and 47 behind the camera. He also composed and sung all the songs on the soundtrack. One song made me laugh so hard I cried.

In preparation for an art history side-by-side slide exam on Edo period paintings, my professor once said, “If you can’t remember the facts about any of the images, just write about what you see.” This is the only way to write about this film.  I will list what I saw and heard. From here on. I will refer to Palmer Rockey as PR.

Here goes nothing:

  • Several parking lots (one shot lasts only a few frames)
  • PR in a parking lot playing finger guns
  • Ladies in bikinis
  • PR running through a cemetery to his own funk song
  • PR running through a corridor to his own disco song
  • PR shadow boxing and pretending to jump rope to his own funk song
  • PR having a long chat with his St. Bernard puppy, Bernie
  • PR making out with a lady in a bikini to his own love song
  • PR making out and tenderly dry humping a different lady in a tight red shirt
  • PR in a yellow shirt with a black stripe down the front
  • PR with a yellow shirt with a black striped collar
  • PR in a red shirt with a white star on the collar and cowboy hat
  • PR shirtless with upsetting shorts (three times)
  • PR dancing to his own disco song
  • PR woofing down green grapes with a copy of his album prominently on display
  • PR dressed as a hooded scarlet guard
  • PR posing for the camera
  • PR rolling around with a fat guy
  • Fake blood on a baby doll
  • A native America shaker thingy
  • A hand with a flashlight waving the light around onto a plastic skull
  • PR with fake blood on naked, fish belly white back
  • More smash cuts than I could count
  • PR in the “supernatural room” doing some sort of ritual while bikini ladies dance in a circle to bad foley and PR’s songs
  • An actor (Not PR) in a purple outfit with a white belt hanging out behind a bush in a park for DAYS
  • A bunch of feathers dyed and clumped together
  • A black and white sequence in a locker room about PR and his buddy in med school
  • A woman whose twin sister has died dancing around a white coffin.
  • 4 shots of the pavement where the camera man dropped the camera
  • A weird narration (sometimes in falsetto) by PR trying to explain to the audience what the movie is about and why he made certain “genius” and “anti-establishment” aesthetic decisions.
  • An actor (Not PR) reading from his script – twice
  • PR dousing his pits with lime juice from a plastic lime
  • More PR running

Basically, the movie is all Palmer Rockey all the time.

The End.

Thank you, Grindhouse Releasing.

See it.

VISUAL VENGEANCE ON TUBI: Loose Cannon (2023)

Brent and Blake Cousins are back. Directed and written by Brett and starring Blake, this takes the guys years forward from Slaughter Day to make a new SOV-inspired film in which a cop uncovers a conspiracy to off the leader of the U.S.A. Well, it was shot in the 90s and finished a few years ago and it goes much deeper than that description, as this liquid can turn normal people into terrorists.

The Cousins have not chilled with age, doing wild stunts and crazy camera angles all over again, while using modern FX, supers and dubbing to make it seem like this all goes together when it totally doesn’t. The Vice President wants the President dead, but like an Andy Sidaris movie, this never leaves Hawaii. Why should it? You have 50 minutes? Then you’re ready for Brent and Blake to take you on another ride.

Because the footage sat in a vault for decades, the movie acts as a bizarre temporal rift. You have the brothers as their younger, stunt-crazy selves, but the post-production feels like it was handled by someone who just discovered every filter in Adobe After Effects. I will always be here for that.

You can watch this on Tubi.

VISUAL VENGEANCE ON TUBI: Night of the Flesh Eaters (2008)

The title of this comes from one of the original Night of the Living Dead titles. That shows where the heart of this film is. It’s the story of a man (James Lemire) who wants to be with the wife (Gia Franzia) of a rich man (David Rosenhaus), who has learned that his beloved spouse has been cheating on him. He hires a killer to wipe them out, but that killer turns out to be our hero, who is also an archaeologist, folklorist, and college professor. It’s a resume that makes Indiana Jones look underachieving. 

What starts as a standard noir betrayal with a jealous husband, a cheating wife, and a hitman with a heart of gold quickly takes a hard left turn into supernatural insanity. Our hero has brought his enemy to a cursed land where Native American dwarf zombies and witch doctors live.

It could happen.

Directed and written by J.R. McGarrity, who also plays one of those evil shamans, this is quick, fun and cheap. But that doesn’t mean it’s without charm. In Germany, this had an even better title, Demon Forest – Sie werden Euch fressen (Demon Forest – They Will Eat You).

There’s also a woman in her bra and panties running around, played by Jessica Alexandra Green. Why is she in the woods almost naked? One would think foreign investors paid for this, but with a budget this low, why are we quibbling? 

You can watch this on Tubi.

Disgusting Spaceworms Eat Everyone (1989)

A one-and-done SOV by George Keller, this one lives up to the promise of its title: worms from space come to Earth and, well, devour folks. No more, no less.

Or maybe more. This is a noir movie masquerading as SOV, a film where, instead of a black-and-white, rainy, smoky night, we’re seeing downtown LA in VHS-scanline, bright-sun quality, as synth tunes bleat over us. There is something deeply unsettling about seeing cosmic horror occur in a mundane, over-exposed apartment lit only by a sliding glass door. It feels less like a movie and more like a crime scene video captured by a neighbor who happened to have a Panasonic Camcorder. For example, a camcorder saving for posterity mountains of coke getting devoured by space grossness and interstellar maggots that can eat your flesh down to the bone in just moments.

Michael Sonye, who is also Dukey Flyswatter, was in tons of aberrant cinema. The Death Bed: The Bed That Eats remake, Roller Blade Warriors: Taken by ForceThe Phantom Empire…the guy was the Imp’s voice in Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama! He also played Irving Klaw in Bettie Page: Dark Angel and was the Clitmaster in both Tales from the Clit movies. But wait — there’s more. He wrote Frozen ScreamStar SlammerCommando SquadBlood DinerCold Steel and Out on Bail. And he did the music for The Dead Hate the Living!Cyclone and Nightmare Sisters and was in the Los Angeles glam-punk scene with his band, Haunted Garage.

There’s an actress named Tequilla Mockingbird. I really don’t know how much more this movie could give us.

You can watch this on YouTube.

Tales from the Darkside S2 E8: Distant Signals (1985)

Lew Feldman (Joe Bova) is on the phone, being a Hollywood agent, when Mr. Smith (Lenny von Dohlen) appears in his office. He tells him that he wants to speak to Gil Hurn (David Margulies) and wants the agent to find him. Feldman says that Hurn is a big writer now and doesn’t want to revisit one of his failures. Smith offers a $35,000 gold bar to find Smith and discuss his one-season-canceled show, Max Paradise.

Smith wants Hurn to write and direct six more episodes of the show, including the ending. He’s willing to pay him $2 million to make it happen, but Hurn is unsure, since he thinks the show was corny. Smith claims that fans are yearning to see how the story ends. To do that, they have to find the star, Van Conway (Darren McGavin), who has given up on acting and, well, life. Smith promises him money, and if he takes the pills he’s brought, he will feel healthy again, as he once did before he started drinking. He even rebuilds the studio where the show was set, with no expense spared, to ensure that a show nobody watched can come back.

Even when Conway walks away, Smith won’t give up, even removing his fear and need to drink. When asked why he’s doing all of this, he replies that he’s Conway’s greatest fan. Conway is amazed by Smith’s belief in him and wonders who the millions of people Smith refers to are who would watch a black-and-white show in modern times. All Smith can say as he watches the show being filmed is that it’s mythic.

It’s never said where Smith is from, but Hurn and Conway decide he’s from space, a place that saw the show years after everyone else and always wondered how it ended. As the Max Paradise theme plays and the cameras roll in that reconstructed void, Hurn and Conway realize they aren’t just filming a cancelled show; they are providing the “ending” for an entire civilization’s mythology. They find their own purpose by becoming the wanderers they once portrayed.

Directed by Bill Travers (his only directing job; he played Senator Boutwell in The Lincoln Conspiracy) and written by Theodore Gershuny (who was married to Mary Woronov) from a story by Andrew Weiner, this is one of my favorite episodes of the entire series. Max Paradise was based on Coronet Blue, which ran for only 11 episodes on CBS in the summer of 1967. Created by Larry Cohen, it was about an amnesia-suffering man (Frank Converse) chased by killers who only knew two words, which were the title of the show. It never returned after those episodes, and the mystery was never resolved.

B & S About Movies podcast Episode 125: Police Academy

Yes, I did a show about Academysploitation, but part of me wanted to talk about every movie in the series and no one else in my life wants to discuss these movies, so I am ready to share my love for Tackleberry, Zed, Hooks, Hightower and more.

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Trash Humpers (2009)

The Trash Humpers are running through the streets of Nashville, causing chaos everywhere they go, which mostly means making people eat pancakes covered in soap, choking out baby dolls with plastic bags and killing a poet. They’re also all mostly old men or men wearing old man masks. They are very dada; nothing means anything. Momma (Rachel Korine), the only female member, kidnaps a child to add some meaning to her life, while the man recording all of this, Hervé (Harmony Korine), at least tries to explain to the viewer the ethos of the group.

One night, as he looked at trash cans in the moonlight, Korine remembered a gang of old men peeping toms who would come out at night, referring to them as “the neighborhood boogeymen who worked at Krispy Kreme and would wrap themselves in shrubbery, cover themselves with dirt, and peep through the windows of other neighbors.” Using video — yes, SOV — made the images softer and less sharp, which he was looking for. It was even edited on two VCRs.

The tracking errors and static make the viewer feel like a voyeur watching something they aren’t supposed to see. A snuff film of human dignity, I guess. This feels like the kind of movies we filmed as kids and then realized we’d get arrested if anyone found them.

I’d like to say that when the Trash Humpers scream “Make it, make it don’t fake it!” or cackle while smashing televisions, they aren’t protesting society; they are simply existing outside of it. They’re celerating the discarded: people, formats (VHS) and things. Did I go too A24 with this? Korine said, “I wanted to make a film that looked like it had been found in a bag of trash on the side of the road, or buried in a basement.” 

You can download this from the Internet Archive.