Here comes a long overdue book review on The Mystery of the Batwoman which I read last month. Short and sweet folks.
I like superheores because of my real life superhero: Jesus the Christ. I have no shame in that. So, when someone attempts to redefine and besmirch His person, I’m going to say something. This is me saying something.
There was a time where if it was found out that you collected comic books that you were weird, consuming all of that fiction nonsense. It was O.K. for kids but for adults, that was a no, no. We had to fit that grown up mold and be interested in only things that grown ups should be interested in, whatever that means.
My, how things have changed.
Today, being into all things superhero is the new cool. It has experienced a new renaissance. The comics never left but now we have more movies, television programs, and prose novels than probably any other time since superheroes have been around. It is arguably rivaling the popularity back during World War II. It is good to be a superhero nerd and it’s the best time to be a superhero nerd and a writer at the same time.