Posts Tagged ‘Batman’

As many of  may have already heard both Christopher Nolan and Christian Bale are out of the Batman movie game. We all know that these guys together have been a great addition to the batman film lore. Some may argue the fact that Nolan’s Batman films were the best. I’m not hear for that. What I want to encourage people to think about is where things will go from here. The comic book genre of films is getting clogged, but DC Comics has yet to leave a massive impact. Beside the bat and the kryptonian. And Speaking of the last son of Krypton, Zack Snyder’s Man of Steel will surely leave an impression on all of us. One way or another.

There are so many directors, actors and writers that can take the helm from here.But who should be the one to do it? And what form of the Dark Knight will grace the screen? What do you think? I personally would enjoy seeing a more superhero Batman. I know you figure you’ll get more of the Batman with nipples going on. But you won’t. If the film makers can immerse themselves in the world of the Dark Knight. I’d love to see the real batman uniform. The black and gray suit. Everyone that’s familiar with comics will know that Jim Lee came up with an ultra cool way to have batman with the suit and close to real as a comic book character need to be. There was a metal mesh under the suit. Made similar to chain mail. Also make him more fantastical. It’s a comic movie. have fun with it. Bruce Wayne has the training of an elite ninja and the mind of the greatest detective. “Sherlock Holmes” ring a bell!?!? His fighting style should be a cross between Jason Bourne and Donnie Yen (ANY MOVIE). And his mind should work the way Holmes mind works in these new Sherlock Holmes films. HMMM……. Should Guy Richie direct a Batman film?? Anyway, Batman is a man, yet more than any man. He can figure anything out. Fight anyone. And take more punishment than is allowed in comics, for a “man”. He loves all his high tech toys and will be just as dangerous without it. A master planner and detective. A master in various forms of hand to hand combat. And a man with a psychotic grudge against crime. That is Batman. That is the Dark Knight.

As far as not having Robin in the movie that just selfish. You have to have someone from the bat family in the series. It should be Robin. Dick Grayson is the man. Even as a little boy he has what it takes to be a disciple of Bruce Wayne.  It has to be a kid this time. A real ten year old. You can always use a child gymnast to do the flipping stunt work for the actor. Go the extra mile and a real Robin the Boy Wonder. And need I point out the Teen Titans cartoon and Batman The Animated series. Perfect tablets for Robin are right there. Don’t forget to play Batman Arkham City. If you make three more Batman films you can grow Dick up through out the movies. Introduce him in the first film. Have him actually don the suit in a little after the credits shot. The movie ends with Alfred looking fir Dick in the batcave. And as Alfred finds  him, he drops his tray and says,”My word Master Grayson, this was unexpected”. You don’t see him him then. The credits roll for a bit and then it comes back on. Out of the shadows steps not Dick Grayson, but Robin with staff in hand. He say’s laughingly, “  Gotham was freaked when Bruce showed up. Wait till they see me”!!! In the second movie we get to see the Boy Wonder in all his glory. In the third film tension is high between the dynamic duo. Film ends with Robin leaving Gotham. Again after the credits we see Dick Grayson take on his Nightwing persona.  that is how you do a trilogy.

Of course the villains have to be awesome. Always reference comic and animated series. I’d love to see Clayface. It would also bring Batman into “super villain” category. It lends itself to a semi horror story. Robin is still just a kid and Clayface would terrify him. Mr. Freeze should be last. He’s one tough cookie. Having Batman and Robin at each others throats and needing one another at the same time gives the movie more life.  As for a villain for the first film it should be some one more human. The Riddler or Hugo Strange. A manipulator to throw Batman through the ringer as he tries to cope with having Dick Grayson in his home.

Well that’s what I think anyway. But I’m just some guy that writes all this for kicks, right? Some think so, but who can tell. See you in the funny papers!!!!!!!!!!

Well Some May Love It. And Some May Not. As For Neowindu, That’s A Negative. Batman Is First A Comic Book Hero. It seems Christopher Nolan loves making him as real as possible. Maybe that’s why it’s been so successful. But I would enjoy some of the fantastical darkness of The Dark Knight.

With only a few weeks left until what I have grown to affectionately dub the “NEWNIVERSE“, we ought to savor this continuity (two of them if you count Flashpoint) while it lasts. I’ve Personally thought some of the final issues to be somewhat anticlimactic; kind of like it’s just another day in an ending universe tied up with a little ambiguous bow. One great Flashpoint title that left me with that taste in my mouth was BATMAN:KNIGHT OF VENGEANCE. ((Sort-of spoiler alert)) The whole concept was brilliant, as was Thomas’s revelation to the Joker at the end (and the Clown Princess of Crimes reaction to this fact), but her last words (or lack there of) at the finale made me cringe. Forget the bold idea that deep down sweet, loving, selfless, philanthropic Martha Wayne could have that mad evil lurking inside of her, just waiting to come out (I suppose it could mean that in the right circumstance any one of us could be pushed towards Joker-dom), I just wanted more to my final page than the dying utterance of “…Ba…” as a description of Gotham in all it’s complexity and darkness. Come on. Especially with the awesome finale location…errr…sassafrassin’. That gripe aside, the Batman mini-series has been one of my favorite in the FP line; very inventive. Well, let us now move onward to this weeks books. I put the titles I will be picking up in bold.

ACTION COMICS #904
BATMAN INCORPORATED #8
BATMAN: ARKHAM CITY #5 (OF 5)
BATMAN: GATES OF GOTHAM #5 (OF 5)
BATMAN: THE DARK KNIGHT #5
BATMAN: UNDER THE RED HOOD
BRIGHTEST DAY AFTERMATH: THE SEARCH #3 (OF 3)
CARTOON NETWORK ACTION PACK #63
DC COMICS PRESENTS: JLA: HEAVEN’S LADDER
DC RETROACTIVE: GREEN LANTERN – THE ’90S
DC RETROACTIVE: JUSTICE LEAGUE OF AMERICA – THE ’90S
DC RETROACTIVE: SUPERMAN – THE ’90S
DC UNIVERSE: LEGACIES
DOOM PATROL: FIRE AWAY
DRIVER: CROSSING THE LINE
FLASHPOINT: HAL JORDAN #3 (OF 3)
FLASHPOINT: KID FLASH LOST #3 (OF 3)
FLASHPOINT: LOIS LANE AND THE RESISTANCE #3 (OF 3)
FLASHPOINT: PROJECT SUPERMAN #3 (OF 3)
GEARS OF WAR #19
GOTHAM CITY SIRENS #26
GREEN ARROW #15
GREEN LANTERN MOVIE PREQUEL: SINESTRO
GREEN LANTERN: EMERALD WARRIORS #13
JUSTICE SOCIETY OF AMERICA #54
THE NEW TEEN TITANS OMNIBUS VOL. 1
THE STEVE DITKO OMNIBUS VOL. 1: STARRING SHADE THE CHANGING MAN
SUPERGIRL: BIZARROGIRL
SUPERMAN BEYOND #0
TEAM-UPS OF THE BRAVE AND THE BOLD
TEEN TITANS #100
WONDER WOMAN #614
WORLD OF WARCRAFT BOOK 4
XOMBI #6
YOUNG JUSTICE #7

To find out more on these books go to http://dccomics.com/dcu/comics/

–ExSleepyInk

My father was barely around in the coming weeks. Even when he did come home we usually wouldn’t see him until the next morning, passed out in his station wagon. He finally took me to a Gotham Knight’s game, after my mom begged him to spend time with me, but he was so paranoid of being seen by someone (I don’t know who, I could only assume it had to do with work) that he traded our great seats for nosebleeds. For the entire first half he just looked over his shoulder. The field and the cheers of the crowd might as well been a hundred miles away on a muted tv. His behavior was a total distraction. We ended up leaving early. When we got home, my mom actually looked relieved for once. She was so excited that everyone was together that she threw both a chicken and a pie in the oven. My dad barely mustered a smile. Just as we sat down his beeper went off. All the color drained out of my moms face as he quickly grabbed his coat and ran out the door. He didn’t even kiss her goodbye, but what bothered me more was the strange expression that came across his face when he looked at whatever was written on his beeper. That was the last we saw of my father. We called the GCPD that whole week trying to get answers; trying to get help from the people he devoted his life to. Any time we weren’t hung up on was spent on hold. The only other option was Gordon, the guy who dragged us into this mess in the first place, but his cell either went straight to voicemail or he didn’t answer. Our whole family crossed states so my dad could come to his aid, but where was he when we needed him? Finally we came home to a message he left on our machine. His voice was gravely and low. He said he was sorry and hesitated before continuing. Me and my mom knew where this was headed. She didn’t need to hear the rest. Any composure she had left evaporated. Her knees buckled and she collapsed in tears as he told us that my dad’s body was found by a bum in an oil drum washed up in the harbor. He said “If there’s anything we need he’s here for us…anything at all.”. It was too late for that. The one thing we needed he couldn’t give us; at least not any more. We didn’t bother calling him back. Mother was a vegetable in the coming days, so I got a pass from school and took it upon myself to make all the funeral arrangements. I was numb anyway. My haze was complete. I guess I buried everything deep down, so I could barely feel it all. Judging by my mom, It would have probably been too much to handle if I hadn’t. Since all I inherited from my dad was the car and his casks of vintage scotch, I figured I’d start to take advantage of my fortune early. Looking back it probably wasn’t the best idea to go to the funeral parlor black-out drunk, because when I arrived at the gravesite before the service that weekend I was shocked to find out that below my father’s name it read “Bad Pistachio”…

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–ExSleepyInk

A few weeks passed and I was still no closer to making any meaningful connections at school. There WAS this one kid that seemed just as lost as me. His name was Dick. Supposedly he was a professional gymnast or something. For a while kids would tease him and call him a carny. This one jock went as far as to nickname him the Air-Ballerina. I considered introducing myself, then at least we wouldnt be completely alone, but when HE attempted to approach Me one day I just slinked into the bathroom and locked myself in a stall . It may sound stupid, considering my situation, but in the end i figured that the association wouldn’t help my standing any. That was up until the point everyone got wind that his parents died in some tragic big-top accident. The kid had no problem making friends after that. To top it off, I found out he got adopted by some rich guy. Figures. Since I had no pity card to play I went on walking down the locker lined halls alone in my usual haze. Boy did I regret not just manning-up and doing the right thing from the start, then I would have been grandfathered right into friends. Guess karma’s a bitch.
Things at home weren’t much better. After the first few weeks my father started to notice that the reward didn’t really fit the effort he put in at work. The promised luster wasn’t just beneath the grit and grime. As a matter of fact, it was quite the opposite. His boss, Commissioner Loeb, seemed to drop the hammer daily on the few cops who weren’t in on his corrupt mission statement. It was no secret that he was just a mobster with a badge, but in a city like that it was futile to say anything. “It’d be quicker to just put a razor to your wrist”, Dad would say, yet he still went in day after day like a beaten girlfriend and came home more defeated each time. My mother saw less and less of him. She began to resent his friend Gordon for putting this idea of changing Gotham in his head and turning our lives upside down. She became more and more depressed each day, as did I. It didn’t seem like it could get any worse. That’s when rumors of a bat monster with a thirst for crooked cop blood began to circulate. Loeb became more erratic and focused all his paranoia and frustrations on the few officers he thought might be involved…

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–ExSleepInk

My parents moved us to this city when I was still a junior in high school. What a crappy time to uproot a kid. They couldn’t have waited another two years until I was ready to go away to college? I was too old to easily transition into a new teenage social scene (it was just too late in the game; especially in a place like that) and too young to shrug off the isolation. I mean, it wasn’t like I was homecoming king at my last school, but I was comfortable where I fit in and had a great group of weirdos to call friends. Not that I wanted to, but if I had to choose a place I would’ve went with Opal; my best friend Marco went there on a band trip and said the art scene was really sweet, totally retro and the buildings had this whole early-century/art deco thing going for them. Even Metropolis, in it’s shiny futuristic glory, would have took the edge off the move, but not Gotham. Anything but Gotham. Gotham WAS the edge; the rusty, jagged edge.
I remember the drive in being an ominous indicator of things to come. Half-way over the Trigate bridge the smog digested our car like the London fog. Compared to this, NEW YORK was subtle. We must have heard at least ten separate gunshots from the river to our new apartment. “That’s why we’re here!”, my Dad said…every single time.
Now, I know that may be confusing. Let me be more clear. We didn’t leave the rural outskirts of Keystone to trade in crowing roosters for a 9mm wake up call every morning, my father was offered a job by an old pal in the force. Before he met my mom he trained in Chicago. His roommate was a guy named Gordon. Joe or John or Jim or something. At any rate, this guy called my Dad up and said he felt that they could both do some real good there…in Gotham. Now I know he just meant he couldn’t do it alone. The place would have spit a good man out like a bad pistachio. At least that’s the way good-ole Pops put it. I wouldn’t know, I’m allergic to nuts. But as we would soon find out, Gotham was anything but…

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–ExSleepyInk

Anne quells fears on the somewhat mediocre Catwoman photo that has been released since production began and why we should perhaps discard the slogan “I Believe In Harvey Dent” and adopt the new mantra “In Nolan We Trust”. This is some of what she said in an interview with SHOCKYA.

“It’s disappointing. I think everyone feels a slight frustration with it because those stills so undercut the work that’s being done,” going even further she added “No, no one’s nervous about it. I mean, honestly, like, wait till you see this movie. Chris is doing insane things in it. And it’s gonna be marvelous and it’s gonna be way beyond what anyone imagines that it could be. You can’t imagine the things that he’s doing, at least I couldn’t until I read the script and I was like, ‘You’re really? Okay, you’re going there!’ And it’s Chris Nolan; even the picture that he released of me, that’s not everything. That’s like a tenth of what the catsuit is. And I’ve got to say, I find it frustrating and I know he finds it frustrating, but I also think that he’s having fun with it, kind of like spooning out secrets. He has a lot more control than you think.”

You can see the talked about picture on our site by following this link

http://www.fromheroestoicons.com/exclusive-first-look-at-anne-hathaway-as-selina-kyle-from-the-dark-knight-rises/

–ExSleepyInk

As Scott Snyder, Jock, and Francesco Francavilla‘s twisted year long run on Detective Comics draws to a close (along with the rest of the current DCU), Scott and the gang would like to thank all the loyal readers.  Here’s a little of what he had to say.  He also was kind enough to lead us into the twisted finale.

“…most of all, I – and we – want to say thanks to you, the fans. The comments and reviews and discussions we’ve gotten from you have been an inspiration to us all. For those if you who’ve been there with us from the start – thanks for taking this journey down the dark, and twisted rabbit hole with us. And for those of you just now picking us up, thanks for giving us a chance. The truth is, we’re Batman- super-fans, too, and just hearing that you think we did Batman (whether Dick or Bruce) justice, means the world to all of us. Can’t thank you enough. This has been a dream from true for all of us. Now, to our crazy finale!

Jim Gordon’s estranged son, James Jr. has poisoned his mother, framed the Joker, all to get to his half-sister, Barbara (Oracle). At the end of the last issue, he attacked her, and now, at the start of this issue, no one knows where he has taken her. All they know is that they’re dealing with someone very deadly. And that they’re running out of time. So, to Gotham!”–Scott Snyder

Here is a preview of the final issue in their Black Mirror saga, and the short strip that Francesco sent to DC editor Mike Marts to convince him that he was right for the Jim Gordon parts.

Enjoy and be sure to check out their dark run concluding in this month’s #881.  It’s how Batman should be, with a tinge of horror.

—ExSleepyInk

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This is a little surprising. Being that Christopher Nolan is so secretive about stuff like this. But with the heat that all the comic book films are getting, I guess that you have to give the people something to watch. What is wrong with Bane!?!?!?!? Man this guy is a freak show. And his mask is a joke. Thank God that it’s Tom Hardy playing him.