The Plateau of Leng: A place of chaos, horror, and cold desolation where different realities converge... it is located simultaneously high in the himalayas, deep in the antarctic and in the far north of the Dreamlands where Unknown Kadath sits atop it's vast coldness and the old gods gaze across it's desolate expanse and dream... as well as here in the endless pointless blog-wastes of the 'Net. Welcome. Come on down to the dungeon and see what lies beneath Azathoth's Abode.
When the Batmobile is stolen, Adam West and Burt Ward search for it while remembering their days as the stars of the Batman live action series.
Holy Switch-A-Roo, Batman! I was going to post this today but X-Y-Z-Cosmonaut snuck in there while I was sleeping and already did it! So I'll just leave you with these vid clips to wet your interest (or something) and then direct you over to CosmoBells if you want to see the whole video.
(Also you kind find the vincent price tv episodes in an earlier post... and you can climb out of the Dungeon and head to the upper reaches of Azathoth's Abode to get my 4th of July Vincent Price package! And Batman the musical!)
Egghead was a villain created for the 1960s Batman television series. Played by horror film mainstay Vincent Price, the character was identifiable by his pale bald head and white and yellow suit. He believed himself to be "the world's smartest criminal," and his crimes would usually have an egg-motif to them as well as including egg puns in his speech where appropriate such as "egg-zactly" and "egg-cellent." Additionally, he would use a wide assortment of egg-shaped weapons, such as laughing gas eggs and tear gas eggs (laid by chickens on a diet of onions).
Trivia: * Egghead's diet consists entirely of Triple Grade A eggs.
* Egghead's egg-o is so large, he actually employs a secretary to transcribe every word he says.
* Egghead was one of only two Batman 1960s series villains to deduce the real identity of Batman/Bruce Wayne. Reasoning that the enormous egg-spense involved would point to only one of three Gotham City millionaires who would be of the right age as Batman and deducing that two could not be the Caped Crusader (one has a French accent, which Batman does not have, and the other is a southpaw, whereas Batman is right-handed), the last, Bruce Wayne, must be Batman. Before he can confirm this, Bruce Wayne's ward Dick Grayson shorts out Egghead's memory egg-straction machine.
* The Narrator refers to Egghead as the "world's greatest criminal mind", a title that would later become the title and theme song for Vincent's character, Ratigan, in Disney's The Great Mouse Detective.
* Vincent Price often spoke of his pleasure at playing "Egghead" on the Batman television series. Yvonne Craig (Batgirl), often said Price was her favorite co-star.
* In an often-repeated anecdote from the set of Batman, Price, after a take was printed, started throwing eggs at series stars Adam West and Burt Ward, and when asked to stop replied, "With a full artillery? Not a chance!", causing an eggfight to erupt on the soundstage. This incident is reenacted in the behind-the-scenes telefilm Return to the Batcave: The Misadventures of Adam and Burt.
Batman #47: An Egg Grows in Gotham 1 of 3:
An Egg Grows in Gotham 2 of 3:
An Egg Grows in Gotham 3 of 3:
Batman #48: The Yegg Foes in Gotham 1 of 3:
The Yegg Foes in Gotham 2 of 3:
The Yegg Foes in Gotham 3 of 3:
Batman #102: The Ogg & I 1 of 3:
The Ogg & I 2 of 3:
The Ogg & I 3 of 3):
Batman #103: How to Hatch a Dinosaur 1 of 3:
How to Hatch a Dinosaur 2 of 3:
How to Hatch a Dinosaur 3 of 3:
Batman #109: The Ogg Couple 1 of 3:
The Ogg Couple 2 of 3:
The Ogg Couple 3 of 3:
Episode Trivia Pages come from the Official Batbook which you can find over at Cosmobells.
Outside the ordered universe is that amorphous blight of nethermost confusion which blasphemes and bubbles at the center of all infinity — the boundless Daemon Sultan Azathoth, Lord of All Things, the monstrous nuclear chaos beyond angled space at the center of the multiverse whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes.
I've been vacationing here in Leng for the last century or so - being the center of all reality gets stressful (and would it kill those accursed flute players to learn a new tune?) and so you have to get away from it all sometimes.
