When it comes to my favorite Marvel characters, I tend to go for the obvious choices for the most part. Like all good people, I think that Benjamin J. Grimm, the ever-lovin’ blue-eyed Thing, is one of the greatest comic characters ever created, and I have a fondness for the well intentioned, yet ultimately flawed, Hawkeye. (Clint Barton, that is, although I dig Kate Bishop as well.) Similarly, give me a good Spider-Man story and I’m as happy as anyone*.
There is, however, one Marvel character that I hold in impossibly high esteem that others might consider an also-ran, or worse yet, a never-was – a character that’s certainly B-list, if not lower, when it comes to star status inside the House of Ideas, and as such given to constant tinkering and reworking that only ever takes them further from what made them special in the first place. That character? Jack Kirby’s Machine Man.
Debuting in, of all places, the eighth issue of Kirby’s wonderful 2001: A Space Odyssey series from the 1970s**, Machine Man – or, as he was known for the three issues of 2001 he appeared in before being given his own series, “Mister Machine”*** – was one of Kirby’s last major creations for Marvel, sandwiched between the Eternals and Devil Dinosaur in terms of the three original titles he created for the publisher upon his return from DC in the mid-70s. By this point in his career, Kirby’s ambition was on full display in almost everything he did, and Machine Man was no exception: a reworking of sorts of the Pinocchio story, the title character is a robot that wants to be human, but has to settle for being a reluctant superhero instead.
In Kirby’s hands, Machine Man is a fascinating character that breaks from the Marvel formula even as he fulfills it. He’s a hero as the result of happenstance, and one that is as feared and hated by the people he’s protecting as he is loved. He’s even hunted down by the military, a la the Hulk; like so many of the successful Marvel heroes, he’s an anti-authoritarian figure by his very existence, even as he seeks to uphold – and be welcomes into – the societal status quo. Yet, he lacks the wise-cracking Stan Lee patter, and the overwhelming confidence that comes from that. Even Lee’s Peter Parker, who theoretically was an anxious loser at heart, comes across as being almost insufferably confident most of the time.