Doug: Thomas F. is back. Having been inspired by Redartz's recent Who's the Best query on
Dr. Strange artists, Thomas is going to take us back to the very beginning, replete with all the weirdness of Steve Ditko's Sorcerer Supreme!
Strange Tales #115 (December 1963)
“The Origin of Dr. Strange”
Stan Lee-Steve Ditko
Thomas F.: While not a Bronze Age tale, with an upcoming Dr. Strange film scheduled for release on November 4 of this year, I thought
it would be apt to review the origin of Dr. Strange presented in the now-classic
Strange Tales #115. For those seeking an inexpensive copy to own, this story is reprinted as the second feature in
Marvel Tales #137. (Nearly five years later, in July 1968, a further, updated origin story appeared in
Dr. Strange #169, written by Roy Thomas and penciled by Dan Adkins).
Dr. Strange was first introduced five issues earlier, in
Strange Tales #110, and according to Stan Lee, the
Marvel bullpen was immediately flooded with fan letters asking for
background information on the mysterious Dr. Strange. And so, Stan the
Man hastily sat down at his
well-worn typewriter to give Marvelites the inside scoop on the Master
of Mystic Arts.
I
find Steve Ditko’s phantasmagorical artwork very appealing. It’s so
distinctive, so identifiable, that it would be impossible to mistake him
for any other artist. Ditko’s
surreal expressionism makes him ideally suited to pencil Stan Lee’s
tales of the metaphysical. Few artists can convey optical illusions on
paper as convincingly as Ditko. 
Although for me personally, John Romita,
Sr. and Jack Kirby will always be the definitive
Silver Age artists, Ditko nonetheless remains a quaint favorite.
The relatively short Dr. Strange tales began as “backpage filler,” and steadily increased in popularity until he became
the principal character of the Strange Tales
comic. At first, Dr. Strange, despite his mastery of black magic, is to
some extent still dependent on the powers and assistance of the
venerable Ancient One. But over time
he evolves, becoming more self-reliant. Generally, the stories involve
Dr. Strange, who is ultimately just a talented mortal, using his
mystical prowess to temporarily fend off interdimensional entities and
thereby save the Earth from otherworldly perils unknown
to most people. Yet for Dr. Strange, there are not many resounding
triumphs. 
Most of his clashes with cosmic villains end in
stalemates—with his relentless foes always scheming to return and defeat
him on a future occasion. Just a few of Dr. Strange’s evil
enemies who challenge him on a recurring basis include Baron Mardo,
Dormammu, Nightmare, Eternity, and the Mindless Ones.
The
tale opens in India, “land of mystic enchantment,” where we see a
ragged traveler rushing into a fantastic chamber
decorated with all kinds of esoteric artifacts. The man is Dr. Stephen
Strange, and he is on a mission—to locate the legendary “Ancient One,” a
wise being who is rumored to possess all manner of healing powers.
For
those readers who are unaware, the Ancient One is a thousand-year-old
sorcerer, the “Sorcerer Supreme,” who defends
the Earth dimension from evil mystic forces. (I’ve noticed that future
issues describe the Ancient One’s sanctuary as being in Tibet, not
India).
The
Ancient One confirms his identity to Dr. Strange, who then exhorts the
elderly magician to help him. But the Ancient
One rebuffs him, informing Dr. Strange that only those who are worthy
of his care shall receive his aid. Distraught, Dr. Strange rushes
forward toward the Ancient One, his hand raised, apparently with the
intent to strike out. 
But with a wave of his hand,
the Ancient One immobilizes Dr. Strange by causing him to levitate
several feet above the ground, helpless. The Ancient One then uses his
telepathic powers to penetrate deep into Dr. Strange’s mind, thereby
learning the truth about him.
The
Ancient One—and we, the readers—learn that Dr. Stephen Strange was an
arrogant and materialistic neurosurgeon who cared
little or nothing for others. Although brilliant and talented, all that
interested him was wealth, and as a highly sought-after specialist, he
charged his patients exorbitant fees. He refused all requests for
charity work, and refused to treat those who were
unable to pay for his expert yet costly services.
Then,
through the Ancient One’s vision, we learn that Dr. Strange’s life took
an unexpectedly tragic turn in 1963, when
the neurosurgeon was involved in a devastating automobile accident
that, ironically enough, spared his life but damaged the nerves in his
hands so thoroughly that he was unable to operate ever again.
Embittered
by the abrupt end of his surgical career, yet too egotistical to accept
a lesser post and work as either a consultant
or assistant, Dr. Strange traveled the world seeking a cure. In doing
so, it wasn’t long before he exhausted his vast wealth and became a
disheveled transient.
One
day, idly standing by, Dr. Strange overheard a casual conversation
between two sailors that peaked his interest: there
was apparently a so-called “Ancient One” with magical powers who could
cure any ailment. Frantic and grasping at straws, Dr. Strange sold his
final possessions for airfare to the Orient and managed to locate the
Ancient One’s sanctuary.
Having
discerned the truth, the Ancient One ends his mental probe into Dr.
Strange’s past and declines to cure Dr. Strange,
since the former neurosurgeon’s reasons remain selfish. And yet, in
spite of all this, the Ancient One perceives that there still remains a
trace of decency in the wayward Dr. Strange. The Ancient One offers to
allow Dr. Strange to stay with him and study,
thereby giving him a purpose. But Dr. Strange is disgruntled by the
Ancient One’s refusal to heal him, and rejects the offer out of hand. He
tries to leave, only to discover that the entrance/exit to the Ancient
One’s chamber is now blocked by thick snow.
Dr. Strange concedes that he has no choice but to remain until the
presently impenetrable layer of snow thaws out. Next, the Ancient One
introduces Dr. Strange to his apprentice-sorcerer Baron Mordo, and
directs the spooky Mordo to take Dr. Strange to his
quarters. (Interestingly, this origin story reveals that Baron Mordo’s
first name is Karl).
Restless,
Dr. Strange notes that Mordo spends all his time studying scrolls and
spells, and scoffs at the seemingly pointless
activity. Regretting his foolhardy decision to travel to the East, Dr.
Strange decides to inquire of the Ancient One how long it will be before
the snow melts. But when Dr. Strange enters the Ancient One’s private
chamber, where the elderly wizard is meditating,
he sees a swirling greenish vapor—“the vapors of Valtorr”—materialize
out of thin air and attack the Ancient One. Agitated, the Ancient One
reasons to himself that the vapors were brought about by “black magic,”
and that only the same supernatural force will
effectively counter it.
The Ancient One chants: “I summon the powers of the Vishanti! By the spell of the dread Dormammu, in the name of the all-seeing
Agamotto—all thy powers I summon… 
Begone, forces of darkness!” No
doubt Stan Lee got a kick out of writing this type of dialogue, and he
did it so often that it became second nature
to him. It strikes me that Stan Lee had to familiarize himself with
“olde English” to pen some of that Shakespearean dialogue in the pages
of
Journey into Mystery and
The Mighty Thor as well.
Dr.
Strange is astonished by what he has just seen. He asks the Ancient One
about the eerie phenomenon he has just witnessed.
Reluctant to explain what has transpired to a Western skeptic, the
Ancient One merely states that he must constantly be vigilant, since he
is always beset by dark forces. Dr. Strange gazes at the Ancient One
with a professional eye. He concedes to the Ancient
One that he is no longer a surgeon, but as a medical man, he advises
the hoary sorcerer that he is frail, weak, and needs to recuperate. 
The
Ancient One retorts that he cannot let his guard down now—not until he
has found a suitable successor who can carry
on his work and keep the forces of evil at bay.
Striding
off, Dr. Strange leaves the Ancient One to his own devices and, musing
to himself, observes that the heavy snows
have nearly dissipated. But suddenly Dr. Strange comes across Mordo,
who is deeply focused on some intense mystic activity. Mordo does not
notice Dr. Strange, and Dr. Strange lingers, curious. He sees that Mordo
is in communication with the evil Dormammu,
ruler of the Dark Dimension, and that he is conjuring the same green
vapors that had earlier attacked the Ancient One. Astounded, Dr. Strange
realizes that it is Mordo himself, the Ancient One’s pupil, who was
responsible for the prior attack on the Ancient
One.
Dr.
Strange confronts Mordo, accuses him of betrayal, and threatens to
reveal Mordo’s dastardly schemes to the Ancient
One. 
Mordo sneers at him, and with an incantation, conjures an iron
clamp that covers Dr. Strange’s mouth, effectively silencing him. A
restraint is also placed around Dr. Strange’s wrists, inhibiting his
movement and preventing him from taking any aggressive
action against Mordo. Both the iron clamp and restraints are invisible
to all save Dr. Strange.
Dr.
Strange tries to convince himself that it must all be hypnotism, but
when he tries to warn the Ancient One of Mordo’s
duplicity, powerful bolts of mystic force prevent him from doing so. 
He
realizes sorcery is a real art and that that the Mordo’s magic powers
are genuine, and most of all that he cannot stand by and let Mordo slay
his wise mentor, or else the consequences
to the world would be disastrous.
Then
and there, Dr. Strange decides that he will take it upon himself to
learn sorcery, so that he can defeat the treacherous
Mordo. Dr. Strange muses to himself: “If I, too, can learn the secrets
of black magic, then I can battle Mordo with his own weapons!”
Dr. Strange seeks an audience with the Ancient One, and accepts the offer of apprenticeship that the Ancient One had made
several days ago. He asks to become the Ancient One’s disciple, to study and learn the ways of black magic.
Pleased,
the Ancient One grants Dr. Strange’s selfless request, and releases Dr.
Strange from Mordo’s incantations. Dr.
Strange is surprised that the Ancient One was aware of Mordo’s perfidy,
and the Ancient One explains that as Mordo’s master, there is nothing
Mordo can conceal from him. But instead of casting Mordo out, the
Ancient One prefers to keep him nearby, where his
rogue pupil’s evil can be kept in check. The Ancient One warns Dr.
Strange that one day, as his successor, it will be his duty to defeat
Mordo once and for all.
After many years of arduous study, Dr. Strange becomes an expert in the practice of sorcery and black magic, learns countless
spells, and eventually takes on the mantle of “Sorcerer Supreme,” carrying on the Ancient One’s work.
Although
it’s not revealed in this origin story, I might add that Dr. Strange’s
costume is also a source of extra mystic
power—namely, his Cloak of Levitation and the Eye of Agamotto. And
later, Dr. Strange returns to New York City and establishes a sanctuary
of his own—a mansion in Greenwich Village known as the Sanctum
Sanctorum. He also employs a confidant and valet named
Wong to assist him (not unlike Bruce Wayne’s butler, Alfred
Pennyworth).
By the way, if you’ve got the cash, pick up the Dr. Strange Marvel Masterworks Edition, Volume 1. You won’t be disappointed.
It contains the Dr. Strange material—in color—from
Strange Tales #110 & #111, #114 - #141, and
The Amazing Spider-Man Annual #2 (in which Spidey and Doc Strange
combine forces to defeat the evil wizard Xandu). It’s also chock-full of
extras, including: original Ditko art from
Strange Tales #125, page 8; and the covers of
Strange Tales #182-188 which were illustrated by artists other than Steve Ditko.
Strange Tales #182—cover by Gil Kane;
Strange Tales #183—cover by Jack Kirby;
Strange Tales #184, #185, #186, & #187—covers by Ed Hannigan;
Strange Tales #188—cover by Gene Colan.
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