04.08.05 - 3:22 p.m. - detective, infidel, beloved

sometimes i feel like Bruce Wayne in the episode of Batman Beyond where he sits by himself in the cavernous quiet of his customized cave and uses his big crime-fighting supercomputer to scroll through images of women he loved: Talia, Selina, Barbara Gordon, i think Lois Lane may have been there too.

basically, i think i'll be old, decrepit, alone, and nostalgic over photographs of women when they were young.

is that misogynist, somehow?

as i write this, i realize i'd much rather talk about Batman's list of women than my own. for example, Lois is in there because he dated her briefly in the Superman cartoon of the 1990s. but i don't really know why Barbara is in there. it could be that despite never dating her, she's still among the feminine representatives of his past. then again, maybe it's all Freudian and all relationships are somehow sexual.

beyond misogyny, it's wrong in the more important basic sense that Barbara WAS STILL ALIVE while he looked at the old image of her as a hotter than hot red-haired nymph.

"boo hoo, i'm Batman and i'm batold and have no batfriends. what's that? a batcall from now aged police commissioner Barbara Gordon? no, i can't talk to her; i'm too busy reminiscing about our batpast together. the past where she is MUCH cuter, and still has red hair."

in Frank Miller's work, the old Batman is just as nostalgic but somehow isn't as sexually charged as the old Superman. maybe it is because Batman has always been more of a loner.

tonight i'll watch Sin City with an old friend, the one who introduced me to Frank Miller in the first place. ironically, she is not a girl on the list. it's a missed chance for nostalgia inhabiting the present.

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