Thinking again about how healing from cycles of revenge and abuse is a pretty common theme in manga and anime,
and in particular from fathers or other male authority figures who have hurt boys in shounen manga and anime,
and how most of them start off from the beginning with the stance that hatred is consumptive, sometimes from a cultural Buddhist context,
to set up how a character will ultimately need to move beyond hating his abusers in order to fully heal,
and how the current wave of english-speaking manga and anime fans new to the genre, don't seem to notice any of this, and get extremely angry if the story pays off its own set-up, and has any character heal in any way that isn't just hating an abuser forever.
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Looking back on Batman (2022)
Enough time has passed now that my initial adrenaline rush )and then later afterglow) over Batman 2022 has resolved itself at least enough that I can look back on the film a bit more critically.
I enjoyed this movie, I enjoyed this Batman, but and this is a big but, this movie did not like Batman.
The thing about Batman is that he's a grim dark fantasy where a hero who's in pain can use that pain as a motivation to help people, to change things, to strive for a better Gotham because he just can't fucking accept the Gotham that allowed his parents to get killed while coming home from the movies, that kills so many other parents and children and sucks the people that remain into a mire of corruption and austerity. This is not that Batman, this is a Batman that's utterly oblivious to the problems with wealth inequality until the movie rubs in his face and even then has his inaction in his role of Bruce Wayne while letting his Batman role monopolise his every waking thought presented as his main problem. This is not a Batman that announces to a dinner party, “Ladies. Gentlemen. You have eaten well. You've eaten Gotham's wealth. Its spirit. Your feast is nearly over. From this moment on...none of you are safe.”. That attacks violent crime on two fronts by giving legitimate jobs to ex cons by day and solving kidnapping or murder cases by night.
And most crucially this isn't a Batman that ... succeeds. By that I mean yes he solves the grand mystery, yes he saves people in the flood, but the classic Batman would have saved that man he interrupts the bomb disposal squad to answer Riddler's phone call for. The classic Batman would have saved Falcone, evil doer that he is, not because he deserved to live but because Batman is a hyper competent hero who's comic gimmick was that he was quick witted enough to stay ahead of the crooks and always save the person in front of him as a result, perhaps it's only natural for that to be subverted with the Riddler as his enemy (a character invented with the intent of putting the detective hero to the test when it came to his cerebral limits) but because this is a stand alone film, which as the name says has this Batman stand alone with the contents as the only basis to judge him with it has the effect of making his presence as a hero less warranted. After all, does Batman's presence in this film really save anyone besides the flood victims and Selina?
Yes the only victims who really get killed are all bad people but... that's not the point of Batman, the point is that he saves everyone he can.
The film also does the whole 'batman creates his own villains and actively makes the city worse because he espouses vengeance and violence' thing which egh, slightly more palatable with the transition from vengeance to hope, but I really don't fucking like it all the same. And besides that I dislike the idea that vengeance can't be hopeful, that a man who lost everything in one terrifying night, who got no justice, whose loved ones and personal loss and whose innocence remain unavenged saying to himself "I am justice, I am vengeance, I am the night!" as a way of reclaiming everything that's happened to him and everything he wants to be for the people of Gotham whose cries go unanswered by corrupt law enforcement and an even more corrupt bureaucracy, is presented as invalid, as somehow immature. When Batman was always crafted as a mature hero in the mold of the Scarlet Pimpernel and Zorro and James Bond, of Sherlock Holmes! That was part of his central appeal! He's the cool mature down to earth, detective hero.
Here he is reduced to a naive rich boy who's so ignorant his main approach to crime is to inefficiently beat the shit out of whatever hoodlums he encounters and who literally doesn't have the idea of using his money to fix the poverty or corruption fuelling the crime until Riddler highlights what his parents wanted to do for the city by denigrating it + the politician lady who repeatedly points it out. It's a movie that loves Batman but also passionately declares the stupidity of Batman. Perhaps that's also inevitable because solving crime by beating it up while dressed as a Bat is well, silly, when you approach it with real world cynicism instead of the wish fulfillment, the fantasy of being rich and powerful and smart enough to actually do something about an entire city that's drowning in crime, that has been drowning, suffocating, for decades, and have a hope of succeeding. There is no fun of acting like an airhead so the other rich people and crooks will underestimate and look down on you like they look down on everyone in the city as you use your access to learn things people outside that circle of rich opportunists can't and then use it to reveal their crimes as a vigilante whose identity no one suspects. Instead we have a traumatised Bruce Wayne openly beg Don Falcone for information who indulges him because he owes his father that favour and Bruce Wayne isn't a threat, is it interesting pathos? Definitely! Is it dramatic and fun! Also yes! Is it traditional Batman/Bruce Wayne secret identity shenanigans? Well kind of in that it gets him the extra information but genuinely not so much because it's not really an act. Does it have to be traditional Batman? I really don't know. We can't ever create something refreshing like this movie was if we don't try to deviate from the norm and in that regard I think it deserves respect. And yet. There's a but.
This movie doesn't let Batman succeed at anything but the bare minimum as a vigilante but it does let him try his best, always and it lets him care, deeply. Which is enough that it pulls through as a good batman film. However for all the budget and clever characterisation I don't think it's a great Batman film. After all Batman is a superhero fantasy and in those, the good guys are allowed to save the day.
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"....holing up in some town he’s never been to before to see if he likes the fit of it before moving on back to his actual residence where he know he doesn’t fit." hi, thanks for casually breaking my heart with this throwaway line!!
Sorry nonnie. Silly Arthur doesn't realise (yet) nowhere will feel like home while he doesn't at home with himself - but he will!
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this is a lot more personal than any of you really need to know about me, so if you dislike relationship drama then go ahead and skip over this! it’s very much not necessary, to really anything, it’s just been on my mind for a while. realized sometime after i made this account that i didn’t have my ex blocked on it, and no longer really feel the need to do so, because although his sense of boundaries and respect need work i doubt he’d be stupid enough to ever interact with me in a way i could see it because he knows how well i stick up for myself by now.
so will, if you see this, this is about you.
you probably could’ve gathered from the way that i apologized to you for being distant in my breakup text and then less than 6 months later blocked you on everything, but i wasn’t completely honest about why i broke up with you. i told you it was because i couldn’t see us together, but in reality it was a lot more (and a lot worse) than that.
i broke up with you because you couldn’t seem to respect my boundaries on, well, anything. you left these constant, persistent reminders that you respected me and wanted me to be comfortable but you never actually did anything to achieve that. you made sexual advances on me and then made me feel like i was overstepping by returning them. you wanted exclusive rights to certain parts of me (both physically and emotionally) and would get upset with me if i told you that you couldn’t have them. you shared personal information that i didn’t consent to being shared with people who had no right knowing. you reiterated so often and so aggressively that my “safety and comfort” were important to you while reacting so negatively to any rejection that i never actually felt like i could say no to you. you weaponized my consent against me, made me feel like it was something i owed to you and not something that was mine. and that was all before i’d learned just how obsessively you’d been pitting me and my best friend against each other for years.
their beef with you is their own to do with what they please, but if you genuinely thought none of that would ever get back to me you’re wrong. i know all about how you isolated them, and the way you twisted things each of us said to look bad to the other. it didn’t fucking work, obviously. they are still my best friend and you’re just a regrettable ex, but the fact that you tried at all is fucking abhorrent.
and the fact that our entire friendship and relationship was founded on a lie? that’s just the fucking icing on top, isn’t it? the fact that you waited until we were dating to tell me that not only had you been pining over me for almost 8 fucking years, but that you’d lied to my face about it several times? yeah. that was fucking great. thanks for that.
you reaching out to my best friend to spontaneously ask to hangout with them 3 days after i blocked you from everything? yeah, that was not subtle in the slightest. the fact that you would treat my best friend like that should have been a massive red flag, but even they hadn’t realized the extent of your bullshit at the time and you had kept us well enough isolated from each other that i didn’t know about too much of it.
i’ll say it once again, in case you missed it, they are my best friend. they have always been my best friend, not you.
i should have seen things earlier on; the fact that you were bringing up marriage and moving in together after only a few months of dating, the weird ways and places you’d try to be sexual with me, and the fact that your reaction to me setting a boundary with you was to fucking give me the silent treatment in a restaurant like a child and then make me watch you “have a panic attack”. god forbid i had friends you didn’t know, god forbid i be allowed to prioritize people who weren’t you, god forbid i be able to tell you no once in a fucking while.
we were never going to work, not because we’re too different and not because you were too good for me and not because of whatever other reason you could come up with. we were never going to work because despite what you want to think you did not respect me as a person, you did not want to respect my boundaries, and you do not know how to treat people in a relationship.
i was not going to change for you. i was not going to be docile. i was not going to do what you wanted.
i’m a person, and i ended things because you refused to treat me like one.
want to fix that? i suggest being honest with your therapist for a start. if you ever go back to one.
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