A Dick Tracy short story about his detective adventures. In this volume (vol. 1) Dick Tracy uses his suave character and great detective skills to capture a criminal mastermind (Facey). A comedy.
This story had me for a while. Sure, Tracy's hat is the right color in the cover and gray in the interior illustrations. Sure, the artist uses very thick lines to draw Tracy's face and pretty much nothing else. Sure, the idea of a master of disguise always fooling people who know the people impersonated without spotting the substitutions is farfetched. Sure, that the makeup does not look like makeup up close is hard to accept. Sure, the story is not very much like a Tracy story but it is a relief that he is not captured and tortured for a change. Add some of these together and anyone with an I. Q. ought to become incredulous. In the end, however, when Dick Tracy convincingly disguises himself as the disguise artist and, somehow, wears identical clothes, the story goes from farfetched to downright stupid and lost me.