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Man of Steel II: “Dark and Heavy Skies Hung over the City…”

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(ED: Continued from part I)

Prologue

DARK AND HEAVY CLOUDS HUNG OVER THE CITY, DRIPPING STRINGS OF RUMOUR TO THE STREETS BELOW.  Something was coming and the sky looked like it might fall in its path.   Sat on the 98th floor of the Corp tower, surveying the largest metropolis in North America, I couldn’t help but think that this was a terrible day for an interview. 
            It was barely eight weeks since half the financial district had been levelled.  A mighty battle almost invisible to the eye had dropped craters through the streets and punched holes through buildings.  Most of the city’s infrastructure remained in ruins and the recovery was slow work despite the flurry of activity that surrounded it.  Various city patrons circled the devastation, prodding and testing the best anchor points for their web.  There was a new world order and they all wanted the best view.  And there, rising above them all, sat the man I was about to meet. 
            Now, while the devastation still filled every paper, there was new danger.  The sky was dark and the streets were afraid.  Whispers were caught in the gutter eddies.  On the ground, at tarmac corners, you heard that it was coming from the west, that it wasn’t slow… There was little else you could believe.  While the Goat’s town to the south was wary, the real panic lay 98 floors beneath me.  Whatever was coming, it was headed straight for us.   The press talked of a doomsday.
            Sheet rain had started.  It collided with the panel window on my left as if it was trying to peel the top of the giant ‘L’ from the building.  I smiled as I wished it luck.  This wouldn’t be the last time that something would try.  After the architectural virus, the 13-upgrades, the bottled city… Nothing had succeeded. I was sat at the peak of the city’s totem.  And then my smirk dropped, replaced by a slight cold sweat and nervous glances.  Between the window and my seat a pot plant shook slightly in sympathy.  Looking closer, I thought I saw small specks of green in the soil.  It was if they glowed and I blinked in the twisting light.  It was almost black outside. It was three in the afternoon. 
            “Sir, if you’ll follow me please”.
            I started at the young woman’s approach.  She stood in front of me, dressed in Corp uniform, her hand outstretched to escort me to the meeting I dreaded.  Her face looked ever so slightly strained under her turned, glossed lips and immaculate make-up.  I picked up my lucky pack of cards from the seat next to me, where the joker card lay on top, and followed her.

Chapter I

On the way, the looping corridors seemed to grow.  Gold and lacquered wood trim swept me through the middle of the floor, beneath my feet plush red carpet brought me to a giant double door lined with reception desks.  The occupants of those slabs of oak didn’t stir as I was ushered through the door.  Before I knew it, my guide had left me alone in a cavernous room alone.  I clutched the playing cards in my pocket as the first flashes of lightening played across the skyline.  The cards had shuffled on the walk, along with my stomach.
            I reasoned that the room was white on the whole, but the strange inner-twilight was amplified between its plush walls.   Before the external floor to ceiling windows was a mist of purples and mauves.  In a room of little shadow, the air swirled in a dot matrix; different tones showed through higher and lower concentrations of dots.  Like a thousand images, a thousand panels, conjuring the room from a flick book.   In the swirl of pulp print copy I stopped myself raising a hand to disturb the particles.  I blinked instead and in the flare noticed the huge wall of video screens to my left.   I wasn’t in a comic book; the wall of separate screens diffused a glow of static into the room.  Some words bubbled beneath the snow, New York… Tokyo… Kansas?  I squinted towards the large metal desk at the far end of the room.  Behind it, turned to the gigantic window, stood a figure. His broad shoulders were hunched, his hands clasped behind.  He was surveying the dark skyline, or seemed to be.  In a single poised and powerful movement he raised one arm, inviting me to the large chair in front of the desk. 
            Like an incredible force had lifted me, I suddenly found myself dropping to the plush leather of the chair. I didn’t even feel myself move.
            Suddenly I was reminded me of another meeting, a recent room where I had faced a reticent opponent.  Again I clenched the cards in my pocket for luck as I sat wondering which card was on top.  The question was similar, but this time it wasn’t a swaying ceiling lamp that separated us, just a palpable, thick wall of power.  The lightening spat across metal lines outside, each bolt glancing a reflection from the angular dome of a head before me – a head sat above gigantic shoulders.  In the electricity, I could just make out a sneer under the deep-set brow as a voice baritone enough to break the glass escaped a curled lip. 
            “Why Superman?”
            The words were cold and clipped.  He had a flying problem.  There was anger, resentment and perhaps worry in his voice.  Still, I frowned.

Chapter II

It seemed like the same question every time. 
            I knew I didn’t have long.  That question would be shaped and defined by a mind sharper than my own, delivered through pin-point assassinations fired at me like slivers of kryptonite.  I could feel the entry wounds already.  The eyes held me in cold reflection as I sat there. 
            In the glare, I stammered back before warming to the topic against the ice reflection… 
            Remember, the last son of Krypton is a multi-layered enigma that has been gradually built up over 80 years – the definitive hero with mythic qualities that other superheroes can only hope for.  Man of Steel got a lot of this right and it needed to.  In recent years, Superman’s greatest threat has been the 21st century itself.  It’s a difficult place for an American icon, decked out in primary colours, especially when an uncynical tolerance has faded in the Western world over the last forty years, now to be replaced with apps and touch screens.  Man of Steel tackled that issue first.  It had to.
            The same factors that make Superman the definitive superhero are the same as those that have consigned him to being an irrelevant, unfashionable and a sometime-box-office mope in the past decade.  Man of Steel washed away the cobwebs of apathy that had surrounded the figure for too long and with relatively few concessions, but no little controversy.
            “He’s an old fashioned boy scout.  All that power used for dull-do-goodery” The reflected scowl was now completely fixed on me.  The sky flashed.
            “What’s dull about do-goodery..?” I stopped myself.
            Of course, Superman is considered the pinnacle of do-goodery…
            That remained the general character direction in his latest cinematic outing, in spite of his city wrecking and effective genocide (empty cryo-chambers aside). But away from those extremes, the last son of Krypton’s ethos of non-murder is shared by many other heroes.  One of those is his comic book near-comparator Batman, a fellow superhero and an ally, but one who doesn’t really help the Kryptonian’s cause.  The Dark Knight is interesting because of the dark world he inhabits.  It’s the negated outline of the city that draws his cowled profile.  The product of a random act of violence, Batman’s first tenet is that he won’t kill, one that has seeded many interesting dilemmas and relationships in his legend.  But, as a non-meta mortal, it’s a necessity that his methods are somewhat murky.  Even with the clout of Wayne Enterprises (alive and well in Man of Steel), he needs to even the playing field.  While Batman can agonise over the morals of killing or not with his super-tech, Superman wields power enough to make life and death decisions on a universal scale every millisecond.  It’s a multi-universe of greys.
            “He devastated the greatest city in America, thousands are still unaccounted for”.  
            Was there…  Could the passion of his earlier snarl have softened slightly?
            It’s the disregard for life in this new, more violent Superman that has brought the most criticism against Man of Steel.  Most of the ire forms in the last third of the film, which I affectionately refer to as the ‘Kryptonian smack down’.  You wait thirty years to see Kryptonians go super-toe to super-toe and then it’s all too much.   There are unverified reports 40 year old men running from cinemas, tears streaming down their face screaming “The destruction! The destruction!”
            Well, yes, it could have been different – if the battles of Smallville and Metropolis documented in the film appeared in the comic, Superman would have been constantly dodging thought bubbles along the lines of: “must get this beast… away from the city, people… in danger.”
            But this was a new Superman, barely nicknamed.
            While the other Kryptonians were adjusting to the superpowers imbued by the yellow sun, Kal-El was experiencing his first fights and releasing years of repression, frustration and misunderstanding.  This was not a reasoning Superman comfortable in his powers and their ability to stop his foes.   He was a noble and a naive one who had to stop the megalomaniac Zod at all costs.  If Zod had won, that cost would have been total.  I think the film made that clear enough, though many disagree.  In a narrative scope that shifted from Dune onto Thor’s small town climax and then out-disassembled The Avengers end scrap, it bottled down to the needs of a few argument.  Of course, not the only blockbuster to do so this year.  After all the action, in Grand Central Station, a final grapple of muscle and, er, heat vision.  The resolution was abrupt.
            It’s all a far cry from the heady days of 1980s big screen Superman and Batman films.   In 1989, Tim Burton’s Dark Knight was hardly unhomicidal. The start of 1992’s Batman Returns – for many years the greatest translation of comic book to comic screen – makes you wonder how many job adverts for new circus performers had to be advertised following the Penguin’s demise.  Still the ideal of Batman’s morality endures, thanks to peoples ease at disregarding onscreen moral conflicts.  In Man of Steel, Superman’s definitive act was violent, brutal and definitive.  Many commentators have rejected this choice: Superman would always find another way.  However, his final choice – and it was a final choice – was not unfamiliar to readers of the build-up to DC’s Infinite Crisis comic series last decade.  Here it was repurposed (Superman took the murderous role from Wonder Woman) and cameras weren’t overtly present to bring a media furore to the mix.  However, similar plot strands of media suspicion and homicidal meta-humans will endure in this new world.  The vital difference in the film is that Superman stopped one of his own rather than a dangerous human, but it’s still murder.  It’s vigilante justice and there has to be a moral repercussion – the act is too dark to balance against Earth’s adopted son’s guilt for his lost people.  Still, the real purpose of that end fight was to show a Superman who had eventually chosen who to protect – the culmination of the film’s main message: free choice.
            Admittedly, Supe’s hand was slightly forced – he was put in that position by having the Kryptonian ark – the main antagonist to free will of which Zod is an extension – was ironically fused to him.  The atavistic skull codex was a supreme touch, full of depth and reference – who would be that definitive Kryptonian?  But despite that inherent biological drawback, although it is never suggested to be anything but dormant, it is universal luck that the Last Son of Krypton was raised in an alien society that could realise the House of El’s intention after centuries of entropy.
            I stopped, waiting for an onslaught.  There was a moment of calm, caught in the flash of the storm. 
            There was only one direction the questioning could take now  

Chapter III

            “The son of a radical, an agent of chaos.  With no planet of his own, Earth is now his play thing.  He is not thing short of a weapon”
            But not his weapon, i thought. He’s the most powerful creature on Earth, true.  The Man of Steel universe looks to pave the way for a world that rapidly has to adjust to this new power base.  It is the weapon after all, that has adopted the United States.  It’s a similar theme to the one posed by Dr Manhattan’s arrival in Snyder’s earlier adaptation of Watchmen, but not one unfamiliar in Superman’s past.
           “He’s the protector of humanity”
            “He’s an alien”
            Insecurity?  Was that it, burrowed deep in the thick brow.  Something no amount of botox and skin treatment in the Corp spa could cover up…
            Superman is far more than an icon of American dominance, emerging as he did a mere after the soon-to-be World superpower fully ended isolationism.  He was invention of two Jewish teenagers, one American, one Canadian, themselves seeking the American dream.  Following his conception by Siegel and Shuster in the early 1930ss, he quickly turned from a bald megalomaniac Superman (appearing in the far more literal Nietzschean Reign of Superman short), into a being just a few super powers short of the dual-identity hero we know today.  That element of the American Dream is one that Superman has both boldly represented and often struggling to encompass during his career.  During WWII he was a morale booster – DC leveraged the Spear of Destiny as a reason why superheroes couldn’t just stop the war – while in 2011 renounced his American citizenship as he was tired of being seen as a tool of US foreign policy (a storyline written by Man of Steel scripter David S Goyer no less).
            A definitive exploration of this side of Superman was presented by Mark Millar’s Red Son which posed the implications of Superman’s Kryptonian escape craft landed in Russia instead of America in the 1930s.  Wresting with ideology and the idea of Superman as a nuclear deterrent, it’s also a neat exploration of Superman’s villains. Like Batman, Superman is a superhero who can be judged by his enemies.   In Red Son, The jealousy brewing away at the heart of nemesis, the lengths such an arms race would go to, the treachery.  Most focus is on Luthor, a character recently ret-conned in the comics as a potential anti-hero who had been stripped of his American importance by Superman’s arrival.  Here he had achieved another miserable role – a genius President locked in an exacerbated but futile Cold War.
            “I’ve read it”
            Okay.  I’d made my point.. 
            Superman in the established universe was raised in America but adopted her far more than she adopted him.  The Man of Steel sequels, as well as DC Universe films, promise to explore that universe in the 21st century – this is a Superman after all, who has wandered the Earth.
            There are many international supervillains and superheroes in the DC universe, and to take Superman as another name for Americaman is misleading.
            Still residing in the DC Comics universe is old Will ‘the Spirit’ Eisner created character Uncle Sam, the national personification of the United States.  But aside a few notable storylines and one-off series, has never touched Superman’s profile.  Superman is not an inherent spirit of America, but it is that adoption itself that makes him such a powerful symbol.
            Superman’s city, Metropolis sits on the North East Coast of America, dwarfing nearby New York, while a few miles below Gotham provides the dark alter-ego to its shining towers.    While Clark Kent is the embodiment of the American dream from Smallville Kansas and Kal El is biologically Krypton, Superman is the light of that city nicknamed The Big Apricot.  He’s also a flying personification of nurture versus nature, not an American boy scout.
            On the last syllable, the trunk like legs in the dapper suit turned.  In profile, he was even more threatening.  The sky was virtually white with sheet lightening now, every colour blanched.

Chapter IV

            “He remains…” 
            My eyes widened, had I again won a point, a concession… No. 
            “He’s the son of alien world, not one cell comes from Earth”.  The contempt was a clear.
            “He’s American, he was raised American…” I noticed an angry furrow of red eyebrows as I said it.
            Despite a clear central message, not unfamiliar to the Superman myth, it wasn’t all plain sailing.  And after the Dark Knight trilogy it couldn’t be.
            Man of Steel presents an origin story, but one of the lightest I’ve seen – even in a  world of constant reboots.  Familiarity with the Superman myth is required to make full sense of the story, even beyond the cultural staples.  In that respect, it’s a new kind reboot – one that requires its predecessors for it to reject and react against.  Along the way, Man of Steel strips the myth apart, picking and choosing parts relevant to the story it wants to tell and adding some extra, just for you.
            Yes: “They fuck you up your mum and dad.”  Here it’s stronger than ever.
            While Superman’s Earth and Kryptonian families adhere to their traditional roles, both come with twists.  Jonathan Kent’s insistence that Clark keeps his secret borders on myth sabotage, all the while instilling his son’s motivation and morals.  His death is no longer a mindless act of nature seen in the Reeves films – it’s an elevated sacrifice to nature, at the same time human, Kryptonian and, particularly, tornado.  This is the sacrifice of the father.  Superman remains the biological son of Kryptonians, but her the son’s role is elevated.  He is the first natural birth in centuries, the first non-predetermined Kryptonian in centuries.  That addition makes Earth the far more sensible home for him.
            The rain had now stopped completely, the lip curl turned impassive but topped by a brow heavier than ever.  We were at the eye of thee storm, with constant high crashes threatening the windows and the constant strobe of white light.  In front of me, the figure was entirely silhouette.  Unmoving.
            Pre-determination is a significant addition to the Superman films.  In Man of Steel, not only did it allow Jor-El to become the first Kryptonian male to get laid for centuries, but it also imbued a new sheen into the staid Kryptonians.  Zod and Jor-El were products of their society, biologically, while Kal-El is neatly destined to be the first Kryptonian to experience free choice for centuries.  His father Jor-El is even more hands on than ever.  He’s not just a great mind but an action-minded, noble saviour.  That is the sacrifice of the other father.
            In all, the theme of destiny is a strong one – highlighted by the sacrifice of two fathers.  The son of the House of Hope was sent as a last resort with the hope of uniting the peoples of Krypton and Earth.  Ironically, the only son of Krypton without a predetermined purpose (given a religious sheen by Zod’s cry of “blasphemy”) ensured that his life would be more defined by destiny than ever.
            My eyes had wandered while I spoke and when, with a flash, the lightening suddenly stopped, they returned to the window and darkness.  But that was all, I glanced around but I was alone.  I had little else to do.  i slowly turned around and saw the door at the end of the room was open. Standing there was my guide from earlier and two Corp security guards in full uniform – visors on their eyes, stazers in hand.  I sighed and checked for the cards in my pocket.  Interview terminated.

 (to be continued…)

Batman Beyond: The Devil and Ben Affleck

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Ben Affleck is the Dark Knight. 

THE NEWS SPRUNG OUT OF THE SHADOWS LATE ON THURSDAY – AGAIN I WISH THAT WARNER WOULD GIVE SOME WARNING FOR THEIR SURPRISE ANNOUNCEMENTS. BEN AFFLECK IS THE DARK KNIGHT.

More than usual, the genre press led with ‘What do you think?’ headlines – and that’s saying something. There are few actors who’d create more of a stir. Recent weeks have been consumed with rumours that Warner Bros were casting around for an older Batman to match their 33 year old on screen Superman – even pursuing Christian Bale’s return to the tune of $50 million. Recently retired Caped Crusader Bale is just two years younger than Affleck, but it turns out that offer was either flatly rejected, a neat distraction or both. The sudden and definitive announcement surprised many, more than guaranteeing an argument.

Indifferent commentators have been increasingly quiet during a Summer where superhero films have dodged blockbuster box office meltdown. But this news stirred them. They stress that for them it’s not an Affleck issue. It’s more a lament – usually an ill-considered one – that it’s time to seal the comic book film genre away in UV protecting plastic sleeves. In an attic. For once, fans with vision the size of the bat cave entrance may be more clued up, but not necessarily for the right reason. The problem is that Ben Affleck has form.

Red Devil

2003’s Daredevil hangs over Affleck like Kingpin over Hell’s Kitchen. And that’s a little unfair. Far from being the victim of misfortune, it’s been mainly Affleck who’s distanced himself from it – with an emphasis on never playing a superhero again. 2003 was an odd time for the genre, falling in an odd hinterland half a decade before Marvel Studios kicked off their ambitions. At the time Fox’s X Men franchise was successfully burgeoning but remained quite low key. That Summer also saw Ang Lee’s tortured Hulk suffer (mind you, in a difficult season even Harry Potter underperformed).

Daredevil is an established and well regarded Marvel superhero, with one of the most eminent fathers in Stan Lee. But he’s always been one that fits a little awkwardly into the Marvel film roster. Now Fox have rejected Joe Carnahan’s intriguing 70s reboot and the rights have reverted to Marvel Studios it’s hard to see the Man without Fear slipping neatly into the Avengers universe anytime soon. While tragedy and classic monster horror runs through the Hulk’s veins and comedy and coming of age angst drip from Spiderman’s web, Daredevil marries one of the hokiest origin stories with themes of religion, law and city-grit. The horned one is perhaps the darkest fantasy creation to ever wear scarlet in comics and over time creators such as Frank Miller have honed him into a fascinating character – so much more than disability and toxic ooze. Those B-Movie roots that even the Turtles couldn’t totally steal remain, but his position as the real Batman of the Marvel Universe is clear. Pipe down Iron Man.

Director Mark Steven Johnson, a director who often finds it very difficult to please, got a lot right. Daredevil’s power was startlingly realised if a little too stylised. The curse of heightened senses and the Devil’s Catholic guilt were implemented well while the cast was well filled out. The late Michael Clarke Duncan was a superb Kingpin in particular. Fox certainly didn’t fear the worst before it opened, ordering an extra post-credit scene that showed rising star of the moment Colin Farrell’s or rather his character Bullseye had survived for a sequel. Still, despite those apparent strengths in a second string costumed hero film, it didn’t even touch $180million in receipts. It scored under half the amount that the sublime X Men 2 clawed in for the studio just two months later.

A lot of the supposed faults of the mini-Devil franchise were cemented by the unwise Electra spin-off film. Despite the presence of small screen directing legend Rob Bowman, things didn’t go well. Just a cursory look at one of Electra’s comics shows that it would have been hard to conceive the film more poorly. Affleck wasn’t slow to remove himself from the disappointment, but an even more uncomfortable year was to follow. Having already bounced back from Pearl Harbour in 2001, 2003/4 saw him endure the release of Gigli, Paycheck and Jersey Girl following Daredevil. Each proved a nail of various sizes, and it wasn’t long until the former Hollywood golden child found a better stable behind the camera. However, not before, interestingly, he found time to portray doomed Superman actor George Reeves in Hollywoodland.

And so 10 years later, after a chequered decade, Affleck returns to superheroes, this time as that other famous vigilante of the night, the one with the black cowl.

Dark Knight

2013 has cemented Affleck’s remarkable repositioning. Taking the directing reins and major roles in a series of serious, gritty and political films has quickly established him up as a talent to watch. His choices and oh so serious bearded persona could be seen as mildly cynical were it not for the critical acclaim and awards… He’s making money as well. Argo raked in $232 million and he’s well on the same path as Clint Eastwood took, but in a far shorter timeframe. His best film win at the Oscars this year may have surprised, but in hindsight it was the one film that allowed the Academy to acknowledge politics at arm’s length. George Clooney had Affleck’s back. Their beards were strong.

So really, it’s the timing of the casting that’s most surprising. Affleck’s name’s been linked to Bruce Wayne’s before, most recently in the flurry of activity surrounding the presumed Justice League movie. Affleck was linked with that directing gig before Snyder was locked in… But there must be some truth to ever rumour, especially in Gotham.

Warner ultimately decided on a cleverer route to realising their big screen ambitions than leaping into their own Avengers. While they can introduce a rebooted Batman in the next Superman film, building and boosting Man of Steel 2’s box office, it’ increasingly likely that they will be growing other characters from the small screen. Series two of DC Superhero series Arrow is set to feature the origin of Scarlet Speedster Flash (which bears some similarity to Daredevil’s hokum) starting a run that may well continue straight onto the big screen. It’s a far cry from previous years where television appearances were overruled in favour of screen development. That change in thinking, while brilliantly opposite to Marvel’s, uncoincidentally collides with the box set generation’s rapidly changing habits. On Wednesday one-time Lex Luthor Kevin Spacey, a praised the golden age of television that is outshining a lot of cinema’s offerings. Warner’s plan increasingly looks multi-format, benefitting from a cohesion that the empire has fecklessly mishandled in recent years.

However, there’s a more telling indication in Affleck’s casting. He’s not the man without fear, the arrogant Hollywood star unaffected by critics…

Affleck is director of the Best film at the 2013 Academy Awards, with a strong recent working relationship with Warner Bros. Further details have surfaced over the last day that Nolan’s serious stab at Gotham-lore was enough to pique Affleck’s interest and he may even have been in the frame for Man of Steel. Certainly it seems reasonable that Affleck’s also eyeing up the contribution he can make to the character behind the camera, either in a solo tale or as part of the larger DC universe.

Casting wise, the past week has seen speculation grow around Lex Luthor with many names connected to the role signalling a similarly serious intent. Among some heavy-hitting fan-baiting names, imagine Bryan Cranston’s Luthor flexing stocks and shares and Kryptonite opposite Affleck’s Bruce Wayne. It looks like, having settled on the serious direction inspired by the Dark Knight trilogy – one which at least limits the possibility of a critical failure – Warner and DC are building a family for the future. It’s a strong one if David Goyer, Nolan, Snyder and Affleck continue to orbit it.

If Affleck had sought the advice of his friend George Clooney, the response may have been as brutal as some of the internet’s reaction. Some have observed that Warner may just as well have put Clooney back in the cowl but that’s another unfair reminder how one misplaced appearance can disrupt a career. Clooney was an excellent Bruce Wayne and hardly responsible for 1997’s Batman and Robin debacle. Put him in the cowl now and it wouldn’t be a terrible choice by any means, but unfortunately it represents far more of a nadir than Daredevil. In many ways, their respective superheroes have made the modern Affleck and Clooney.

Affleck’s chin, sans beard, will return to fantasy once again, but this time to a fantasy one steeped in allegory and metaphor and not a slavish origin. DC has built a universe of consequence and repercussion – not terrible things to have in a blockbuster. While the Dark Knight is a closed and dusty shop, this Batman isn’t likely to be a total reinvention. While undoubtedly dark and vigilante, this Batman will be as crucial to the plot’s capitalist and political scrutiny as inevitable Snyder-size devastation. Affleck will join an ensemble. He won’t take on the mantle of a new and repurposed Batman that some fans are calling for, but he certainly won’t be a Daredevil.

Man of Steel I: “Some time ago a friend asked me a question…”

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Prologue

SOME TIME AGO A FRIEND ASKED ME A QUESTION…
            I say a friend… It was what you might call an interview of sorts, held once a week, often in the same room.  The walls of that room were half wet brick, half new stone and where they met dark pools stole the corners.  In an ocean of dark, in the middle of an impossible room, a bright white light fell in a spiralling cone onto a circular table from a cord lamp.  The long electric twine sneaked up to the ceiling, presumably…  Lost as it was in the dark and wrapped in a barbed wire of crisp dead leaves.   Below I sat patiently and immobile as always, as in front of me long, thin, white hands laid playing cards on the table.  One by one the cards went down, the bony wrists snaking purposefully from loose orange cuffs.  Within three cards the question was asked.

Chapter I

It was a question that had long trod many a scattered page of Action Comics #1 into the dust ground.
            “Batman vs Superman? Everyone says Batman…  why?! For the sake of argument, let us assume that Superman is not playing nice anymore…  Maybe Batman killed Lois to piss him off …  So we have, bloodthirsty Superman vs Batman ….  who’d win?”
            My response wasn’t circumspect in the swirling light.  The comic traditions are quite clear and I said it:
            “It’s Batman! It’s Batman! It’s always Batman!”
            I paused.
            “Look at Dark Knight Returns…” I continued, quickly rejecting the idea that Batman would kill Lois Lane to, er, piss Superman off – “The stories are more likely to show a dystopian tilt (or exacerbation) of the American state, sufficient enough to bring the two opposing super-ideologies to blows.”  I pointed out that Batman is “the most dangerous man on Earth” as a Jack of Diamonds was laid flat.
            In return I laid out some proof.  I referred to the late twentieth century JLA, a series that began with Grant Morisson’s freshening up of the Justice League.  Not only did this hark back to the League’s original line up, but injected reverence and hard sci-fi back into the League itself with excellently plotted and seminal stories.  It was particularly impressive as that run started out with the Transformed ‘Lectric Superman of the ‘90s, a storyline that was red, external, pants.
            “Heh”.

Chapter II

Early in that JLA relaunch, one story was the oft told tale of benevolent aliens who hide a sinister plan: New World Order.  It was simple and derivative to a point, but sold on its climax.  The powerful aliens’ takedown of the JLA was a great, concise reintroduction to the core League members: Atlantean Prince Aquaman and Amazon Goddess Wonder Woman, imaginative power ring wielder Green Lantern (at the time the inexperienced Kyle Rayner) and Scarlet Speedster the Flash , Enigmatic telepath J’onn J’onzz the Martian Manhunter and of course heavy hitters Superman and Batman.  In New World Order, Having subdued the metahumans of the League, the villainous aliens dismissed the escaped Caped Crusader as a mere mortal, failing to abide Superman’s stern warnings to the contrary.
            Inevitably, the puny flying rodent man takes them all down with extreme prejudice.  Grant Morrison’s gleeful storytelling was realised in Howard Porter’s sublime artwork, and it just got better – typically deeper, mythic, sprawling and metaphysical.  Later stories such as Mark Waid’s brilliant Tower of Babel continued the good work on the Dark Knight, channelling Batman’s personality (disorders) through the centre of the League’s stories – an un-galactic, City focussed philosophy is not easy to reconcile with a moon-headquartered global superteam.
            Tower of Babel was recently adapted as the animated film Doom, where Batman’s measured but paranoid, pre-prepared defensive strategies to take down each of his team mates if they turn ‘rogue’ were stolen and used with devastating consequences.  It split the League in the comics (Divided they Fall) – and it’s that moral approach to life, the tension between the Alien, the Goddess and the Man (the trinity) that powers the Justice League concept.  That’s where Batman vs Superman originally comes from, two ideologies.  Two ideologies that often end in a punch up.
            This time the lean white fingers lay down a King of Clubs.
            And Batman often wins.
            “So there’s the answer,” I said. 
There’s a long history of Batman trashing Superman in the comics – Frank Miller’s Dark Knight Returns is a key example.  The recent videogame Injustice: Gods Among Us brought the same argument into living rooms – and the result of Batman victorious brought disbelief, surprise, umbrage and bewilderment – but the fact remains that Batman does often win.  And he often wins because he cheats. What else is Batman but a cheater?  A cheater with good reason he may be, but a cheater he is.  “Supes may be the most powerful being on the planet, but Bats is the most dangerous human.”
            The lamp had stopped swirling, the hands had stopped moving.

Chapter III

Across from me, each white hand lay palm down to the table, sequential Royal Clubs laid out in front.   The hands’ owner had a follow-up.
            “I was hoping you’d have some argument for Superman but I suppose… It is Batman then.”  I had won, was it as easy as that?  No, of course not.
            “How about this – who do you like more …  Batman or Superman?”
            The opening line was loaded like a joke gun.  In the calming light I saw the hint of a spreading grin.  This I knew: Batman may be the most dangerous mortal on Earth, but Superman is still the one to which all superheroes aspire.  And with good reason.
            Superman, last son of Krypton is a multi-layered enigma that has gradually built up over 80 years…  A myth mist that defines him as the greatest and definitive invention in superherodom, but has also consigned him to an irrelevant, and unfashionable sometime box-office mope in the past.
            The first returns of Man of Steel seem to have washed away the cobwebs of apathy that have surrounded the figure for too long.  With a Nietzschean nickname hanging precariously over an overgrown boy scout persona – with a generally mainstream repellent ‘alien’ origin to boot – the 21st century hasn’t been kind to Superman.
            I was broken from my reverie by a white blur.
            A King of Diamonds had joined its cousins on the table.
            It was time for a change of location.

(to be continued…)

Man of Steel: Which Superman Character Are You?

Sonic Boom! As Superman returns, a handy little guide to finding out your Man of Steel alter-ego.

Click on the infographic to find out a little more about your character – whether they hail from our own yellow sol or the marginally less stable red sun of Krypton!

And faster than a speeding bullet, then find Superman and DC Comics on Jokerside.

Which Superman Character are You? - Mirror Online
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As published at Mirror.co.uk on 14 June 2013.

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