This marks the end of my project to get up to speed with the sf novels of 1940, and it's a reasonably high note to finish on. This was the first of a couple of dozen stories featuring the eponymous Captain, who goes around the solar system righting wrongs - in this case, liberating the grateful natives of Jupiter from the evil Space Emperor - with his allies, a brain in a box formerly known as Simon Wright, a robot called Grag, and Android called Otho, and a spunky gal from the Planetary Police called Joan. It's pretty formulaic but done with great enthusiasm. In a week when I went for a drink with
Captain Europe, and the new Star Wars film, which stems directly from this tradition, came out, it seemd an appropriate and oddly comforting read. On my list.