You know what I want to see? I want to see a comic set in the Gotham suburbs, the Gotham Metropolitan Area, the great sprawling slummy mess radiating out from the city proper. I want to hear the stories of the people who don’t technically live in Gotham, but near enough that they identify with it. The blue collars who commute to and from the city every day.
They don’t have to deal with super villains or mob bosses, but corrupt city councilmen who want to do things like cut public transit and tear down whole neighborhoods to add a lane or two to the freeway. The pay is too low, the rent is too high, the public schools are underfunded, the police operate with impunity. Gotham is pretty bad, but Upstate Gotham might be even worse.
I want to see a vigilante rise up in Gotham’s periphery. Someone who tears down hostile architecture in the public park, or beats up the asshole who’s been stealing the welfare checks from Señora Narvaez’s mailbox. He breaks into the CVS at night to get insulin and epipens for the people who can’t afford the $10,000 markup. He hunts down the cop that got away with murdering an unarmed black kid. He’s stopped multiple home invasions, he’s prevented dozens of carjackings, he’s been awarded a lifetime supply of free slurpees after he caught the mugger who held up Mr. Shirazi’s 7-11.
You know, now that I think about it, I’m basically imagining the DC version of Spider-Man.
Sure, why not, let’s go with that
