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penguin: shows up fifteen minutes late with starbucks
penguin: and a rocket launcher
Lebatman by Le Batman
I love this panel.
Behind the dark knight that we know, there's still a man under the cowl, a man denied his parents and burdened never knowing their approval as he matured. His confiding of his insecurities in Alfred, though, shows what effort Alfred put into raising him, and how Bruce considers him just as much a father because of it.
And how badass is it that Bruce immediately and effortlessly knows the French? His problem isn't whether or not he's become a man; Bruce knows full well his accomplishments. The steely glare, the strong, cold crossed arms; he knows that he is perfect in mind and body, the ideal crime-fighter. But does it matter? Is he changing anything, crouched with a little plastic bucket over the infinite seas of crime?
And Alfred doesn't miss a beat. The French article is hilarious, of course, but it also shows the pride he feels in Bruce. Batman is Batman, no matter who says it. Through Bruce's work, it's become more than a simple description, more than a man in a funny bat costume. It's an identity, inextricably tied to him. Batman is Batman, and Batman is Bruce Wayne, and Bruce Wayne is Batman, meaning that the latter's accomplishments are the former's. And those accomplishments include striking fear into the heart of anyone and anything that hears the name Batman. Batman isn't a mere description anymore, it's fear, the encroaching darkness, the justice that flaps everywhere in the night.
Not just a bat man, but the Batman. Change the world. Accept no substitutes.
Bit of a strange ask, but what do you think of 60's Batman and Adam West?
I barely remember it. I know I watched it a bit when I was REALLY little. Like most horrible things I liked when I was little I remember it as an epic, and am fully aware that it was not. It was my introduction to Batman and Robin as characters, so when I got older and found regular old Batman and realized how, uh, dark it was in comparison I was startled, and then promptly delighted.
The Joker Card, though
I remember that, in the theatre. That Joker Card is the entire reason I still like this movie. It upgraded it instantly for some reason. I caught my breath when he pulled it out of his pocket after being mostly meh through the rest of the movie. I think because it tied directly into one of my favourite themes with super heroes in general - but Batman in particular - which is the escalation issue. Do Super Villains exist because Super Heroes do? Which is, of course, perfectly encapsulated in the Batman / Joker relationship.
Police Officer: He is in...a...vehicle...
Dispatcher: Make and colour?
Police Officer: Uh, it's a black...tank.
It is just really good they surrounded him with such credible people.
Lucius Fox and Alfred Pennyworth are the currency through which this movie buys my temporary suspension of disbelief. It is so hard to take Batman seriously at the start of his story. So hard.