Whenever some nonsense spewed by the narrow-minded overflows into my social media newsfeeds I tend to ignore it, tweet or post a status update about it, or mock it on a podcast.
There are times when I try to put myself in the shoes of the “offended” to find out if I can see where they are coming from.
Then there are times when I catch up on Captain America and think if you are outraged by the actions of the characters, or Rick Remender’s writing, you are an idiot.
Jet Black doesn’t tell us she’s 23 because it’s a shortcut, it’s the way she speaks. If you don’t get that, Captain America 22 must be your introduction to the character. In that case allow me to suggest any of the 21 previous issues, especially 16.NOW.
"But, look what he did to Sam Wilson!", the pitchfork-carriers cry. Yes, how dare Rick Remender write a character who - along with his female companion - had wine. And then had sex. Because apparently, Captain America 22 was also their introduction to Sam Wilson since folks do not know Falcon’s origin and to them he has always been absolutely perfect in mind and body. It must be nice looking down on people who have had some drinks and acted on their emotions. Please tell me about your life where you never make a mistake. I’m sure it would make for an exciting comicbook story.
Captain America 22 had plenty of things going on. The last thing it needs is your fan-fiction.
I must have seen Batman at least a dozen times during the summer of 1989. There was so much about it I enjoyed. The biggest kick was probably the fake out at the beginning, where we weren’t witnessing the character’s origin - something that happens at the beginning of almost every superhero movie. I thought that was a nice touch. I was also really happy with Michael Keaton’s Bruce Wayne.
But as the years pass, when it’s on, I find myself watching it, not because it’s a good or well-made movie, but it reminds me of the rubbernecker who can’t look away as he slowly drives by an accident.
The positives are that I hum Elfman’s score on an almost daily basis. Gotham City feels incredibly cramped and is basically another character. Fedoras are worn. It led to Batman: The Animated Series.
It’s a shame the franchise couldn’t continue to build off the good we were Tim Burton showed us here.
Nevertheless, I have fond memories of the movie. I’m glad it exists and that I was “in on it” when it happened. Of the four, it is the best one.
Thank you, to everyone involved. Including Prince.