Today, I am coming out of the closet.
I’ve tried for years to fit in. I’ve tried to just stay quiet and get along. But I can’t do it anymore. I just can’t. I will just have to hope my friends will understand and accept me for who I am.
Regardless, today I have to say it.
I don’t like The Watchmen.
Oh, I’m aware that this was the book that changed the comics world forever. I am fully cognizent that this series and Frank Miller’s The Dark Knight were responsible for the creation of the modern graphic novel. The art and the storyline were groundbreaking in their complex textural use of the form. I will agree that as a piece of writing, it is rich and that its dialogue is excellent.
I still don’t like it and I don’t mean I sort of don’t like it. I REALLY don’t like it.
I don’t like the unrelieved cynicism. I don’t like the unexamined sexism. I don’t like the drumbeat sneer at the that average people are sheep and humanity as a whole is too stupid to see it needs to stand up for itself. I don’t like the idea that to make something “real” is to necessarily make it harsh, bleak, and pointless.
I really don’t like the brand of intellectual snobbery that says that if you don’t like unrelieved and very loud cynicism, it’s because you are stupid, or at the very least hopelessly uncool. And, yes, I am going to say it out loud, I don’t like that the only female “mask” is presented as a sex-fetishist and govermnment whore. And I despise the fact that for bringing up the presentation of the Silk Specter, the rest of the statements here will be instantly dismissed because clearly I’m just a kill-joy for caring about how a woman is portrayed in a seminal and very popular work of fiction. I mean, can’t I just let that slide and look at all the AMAZING stuff in there?
See previous statements.
So there it is. That’s the truth. That’s who I am and I am done hiding it. If you feel you cannot be seen with me anymore, I understand.
No, I am not going to see the movie. Instead, I am going to spend the weekend re-reading Kurt Busiek’s ASTRO CITY, probably starting with “Confession.”