Comics' most famous girlfriend (with the possible exception of Olive Oyl), Lois Lane is also the first superhero love interest to earn her own montly book, starting in March, 1958.

First envisioned as a hard-nosed reporter ala Rosalind Russell's Hildy Jonson character in His Girl Friday (1940), Lois evolved over time into a reckless trouble-magnet, persistent snoop and habitual hostage. Obsessed with the twin goals of exposing Superman's secret identity and becoming his wife, Lois for some reason never caught on that the first goal was seriously undermining the second.

Through the fifties and sixties, Lois was, at best, a sort of brunette Lucy Ricardo, bumbling into one hare-brained misadventure after another. At worst, she was the embodiment of everything little boys feared about females; manipulative, deceitful, vindictive and forever scheming. With her in the picture, shackles of Green Kryptonite were less fearsome than the bonds of matrimony.

In short, I'm not a fan. However, Lois' adventures were often among the wildest and most far-fetched of the era, and benefited from amazing artwork by Kurt Schaffenberger and sometimes Curt Swan, and just by virtue of being at the epicenter of all the bizarre and unhealthy emotional game-playing the Silver Age Superman mythos was famous for, Lois definitely deserves her own little corner of this site.

Get Lost, Superman!

Lois Lane, Issue 59

The Day Lois Lane Forgot Superman!

The Super-Life of Lois Lane

The Forbidden Box

Lois Lane...Dead...Yet Alive