Through the first decade of my life, The Phantom dominated my imagination. Served up via syndicated strips - if my memory serves me right, we actually changed papers when it shifted publications - and comics courtesy the Indian imprint Indrajal, the Phantom evoked a great sense of action and adventure.
A world far richer, more mysterious and exotic than the one that I inhabited - where the Phantom hung out with a Stegosaurus, a couple of Neanderthals, and a vast adoring tribe of pygmies.
A world that I happily tapped into to spin some spectacular yarns - a particularly memorable one was when I met the Phantom in person at a (then posh) department store that had begun in my suburb in Bombay; and personally receiving a skull ring from him, for having won some sort of a car race. (The skull ring was the only part of the story that was true - it was given to me by my dad, who was also a huge fan of the series - and really helped sell the story to my more gullible second standard friends. )
For all that, most of the stories were rather basic: the Phantom stumbles on poachers, smugglers, pirates or thieves and deals them a thorough beating.
But some of them had a scope that was magnificent: I remember a particularly terrifying narrative in which The Phantom squares off against the vulture cult; an almost Sherlock Homess-esque narrative where the Phantom helps uncover fake jewels at an exhibit; the one where Phantom takes on drug peddlers in NYC; and of course the one where he first encounters his Stegosaurus pet.
Of course, much later in life I'd learn the Phantom was deeply 'problematic' - a literal 'white saviour', with a patronising simplistic and reductionist view of Africa and its tribes. Does this get in the way of my enjoying Phantom?
Not really, because Phantom never made any claims to realism - it was an obviously fantastic setup, and luckily for me, I was getting an education on the world at large from sources other than a comic book.
Which brings me to DC's shortlived attempt at reviving Phantom. The series launched with Lee Falk's blessings and the first two story arcs here - while sticking with the usual Phantom hands a beatdown to X or Y narrative - are among the best possible examples of that sort of story.
In the first, the 13th Phantom and his more contemporary descendant the 21st Phantom square off against a clan with a long storied history of villainy. In the second, Phantom is up against an illegal arms dealer stoking the flames of civil war in a fictional African country.
The book also has a great interview with Peter Davis, the writer of the series which soon turns into a sad reflection on why it had such a brief lifespan and also why the film bombed -
"The problem with the Phantom is that he knows who he is. He knows what his name is. He doesn't have angst. He has a purpose. And he doesn't sit around, you know, being depressed all the time. And the problem is that's not something that American audiences can really warm up to any more."