Comics, and Rants, and Orli-snark, and Such

[saone]

Had a pretty nice weekend. Got another package from j_crew_guy on Saturday (it's got a lil' Darkseid, awww ;D), went to a comic show on Sunday and spent way too much money on kewl stuff including some Impulse, Sandman, and G.I. Joe. Found something for j_crew_guy there too. *bg*

So, everything was all good. Then, I came home, checked my flist, and found the posts from thete1, and scans_daily about how my favorite fuckwit has once again pissed all over the comics that I love.

I'm gonna rant here so the letter I write to the editorial staff will sound professionally detached and not like the ravings of a deranged fangirl, which I am at the moment.



You know, I would ask where the hell Bill Willingham gets off, but then, we all know where he gets off. He gets off on destroying characters that took years, if not decades to build. He gets off on shock, and dismay, and horror. He said so himself on his own board.

His utter contempt, not just for the characters he writes, but for the fans-- THE FANS, the people who pay for his sorry ass to write in the first place-- makes me want to throw something. Hard. At his pointy little head.

About six months ago, after a year of thinking 'maybe it'll get better', I dropped Robin. Robin. One of the comics I loved. The comic that, along with Nightwing, brought me over to D.C. from Marvel. And, why did I drop Robin? Not because I stopped loving the character, but because I couldn't stomach the way he was being portrayed.

I believe that when you start writing an established character, whether for a comic, a movie, a television show, you have a responsibility not just to those that have come before you, but also those that will come after. You are being handed something that is precious--a legacy. And a responsibility to the creators and the fans of that legacy.

And, I know that all the blame for the Batfamily fans' woes can't be piled on Willingham's head. The editors at D.C. have played their parts. The "cripple the bitch" mentality is obviously still alive and well. But Willingham is their willing puppet, and his open scorn is just one straw too many.

Will my letter count? No. Will it be read? Probably not. But it'll make me feel better.

Also, thank you to thete1 because this explains so well just what draws me to comics -

It's not the "Identity Crisis"-type storylines which bring us to the proverbial yard -- even though I, for one, quite enjoyed IC -- it's the generations of history, it's the legacies, it's the decades of slow, cautious character-building. It's the *world*, and the way it turns quite slowly, indeed.

That's it perfectly. You're awesome, Te. *g*

Ended Sunday by fastforwarding through the VMAs to get to the good(Orlando) parts. Loved the bit before one of the commercials where he remarks about the weather and then says "But we haven't been shot yet." Hee. Snarky.

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[saone77.livejournal.com]

Be *sure* to mention how much money you've *stopped* spending, eh?

Definitely, considering that's the only thing that those
people pay attention to.