Barbarella's blonde sister didn't get into much trouble, because she was always shadowed by a pregnant Space Helicopter.
He's semi-naked because he's reborn. Summary:
Dark Kensington had been dead for twenty-five years. It was a fact; everyone knew it. Then suddenly he reappeared, youthful, brilliant, ready to take over the Phoenix, the rebel group that worked to overthrow the tyranny that gripped the settlers on Mars.
A poorly plotted, dreadfully dialogued pulp sci-fi set on Mars which - for all its elementary faults - has one or two entertaining moments of a grotesque and addle-brained sort.
But yet it was published, and money spent to illustrate it. Take heart, struggling novelists who soldier on, waiting for the validation of print to raise you up over the clammy mass of unsung genre hacks.