Fosdick, as Daisy Mae points out in this volume, is but "a crudely drawn pitcher in a comical strip," so there's not much point complaining, but the second volume of his collected adventures isn't as funny as the first. I think that's because the strips here seem aimed mostly at mocking Dick Tracy, not cop drama in general, so your enjoyment could depend on how well you know Chester Gould's original. What's worse, fewer perfectly round, see-through bullet holes perforate the characters than in volume one, despite the cover. On the plus side, there's the rampage of the Electronic Detective Substitute, a merciless forerunner of Robocop whose ability to detect crime in progress wipes out Police Department corruption, along with much of the department. The saga of a mob boss, "the Enforcer," who has every officer in town on his payroll except the virtuous, $22.50-a-week Fosdick is another highlight.