Saturday, February 25, 2012

Nightwing #99-#100

So far, we have seen:

Tarantula become an honorary member of the Bat-Club.
A lot of scenes that have nothing to do with the storyline.
That Batman still has no clue that Nightwing was raped.
Ditto for Robin.
Ditto for Oracle, but she’s such a catty witch that she probably wouldn’t care anyway.
More scenes that have nothing to do with the storyline.
Nightwing get shot and collapse on a fire escape.

And now, the conclusion to our categorically creepy and contemptible chronicle!

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Nightwing #97-#98

So far, we have seen:

Tarantula being creepy.
Tarantula being an idiot.
Tarantula being a manipulative #@*&.
Tarantula being a stalker.
Look, Tarantula just isn’t a very nice person, okay?!
Pointless stuff about side characters who have no relevance to this story arc.
Batman giving Tarantula free run of Gotham City because… he’s been brainwashed?  Yes, yes I’m sure that’s what happened…

And now, more of the exact same thing!  Huzzah!

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Nightwing #95-#96

So far, we have seen:

Blockbuster, a.k.a. Captain Obvious, threaten our hero’s loved ones.
Nightwing have a nervous breakdown and allow wannabe vigilante Tarantula to shoot Blockbuster in the face.
Even though anyone with the IQ of an old boot could have come up with about a dozen alternative ways of handling the situation.
In the first five seconds.
Tarantula rape our near-catatonic hero.
Yes, really.
Tarantula continue to control and manipulate Nightwing in the name of true love.
Which makes everything totally okay, didn’t you know that?
Nightwing too depressed and guilty to tell even his closest friends what has happened.
Tarantula about to be on the painful end of a well-deserved walloping at the fangs of Copperhead.

And now, back to our show.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Nightwing #93-#94

Happy February, everyone!  Whenever I think of February, my thoughts immediately turn to Valentines’ Day, the holiday commemorating love, romance, and expensive chocolates (mmm, Godiva…).  And seeing as how February is the only month with such a romantic holiday as its centerpiece, I figured it’d be appropriately ironic to spend this month discussing something I loathe with the force of a rather large exploding planet. 

(Not to give anything away here, but I feel I should warn you—if you think you will react negatively to depictions and discussions of rape, you may want to steer clear of this blog until March.)