Don’cha just love the idea of a superhero? Strong, but flawed. Conflicted but almost always doing the thing that is the least wrong at the moment it needs to be done? It’s mythology. It’s folk stories. It’s a gigantic business.
A superhero does what we fantasize doing. They act upon something with little thought (most of the time) about the consequences they could suffer in the process. The bullets will bounce off, my body will make a big hole in the ground when I hit, but I’ll walk away etc. Wouldn’t it be great to feel that way for a day? Notice I said just a day. I don’t think I’d want to deal with thinking about it…I just want to do it. I helped thousands, but millions are still hurting. The planet is safe for the moment, but something else is coming that I’m not sure I can prevent. For every one thing good, there are probably five things bad.
Nah, I’ll wear the cape, I’ll suck in my gut for as long as I can… but at night, I’ll take that superhero cape off and just be a squirrel… and that’s okay.
Until the next batch of summer movies come through the chute.
