Wednesday, March 14, 2007

My Bubble Just Burst

It's a shame Spider-Man doesn't have some sort of danger-sense to warn him of things like this. Wait, what? A SPIDER-SENSE? Never mind, then. Also, if I'm not mistaken, I think I know where this is going. As per all old television shows and old cartoons, a conk on the noggin begets amnesia. So Spider-Man is going to get amnesia, forget he's married and his secret identity, then that woman is going to escort him to the television station where he can be given over to the custody of his "wife", Dara Dorset. Hi-jinks, of course, will ensue. They will ensue SO HARD. They will, most likely, not be at all interesting either. I miss Doctor Octopus.

1 comment:

J.V. Walt said...

"I miss Doctor Octopus" nothing -- I'm pining for the good old days of Hugo the Evil Chauffeur. Them's was good times.

In addition to the stupidity of another Spidey-Sense failure, there are two other apparent downgrades of Peter Parker's rapidly diminishing super-powers: He can battle super-villains for days on end, but he's suddenly bushed after stopping a speeding car. And if his head had the proportionate strength of a spider's, would he really be hurt by a single brick? Haven't we seen him buried under mountains of rubble, only to toss it aside with a witty remark?

All logic aside, it will be lots of fun if Dara Dorset goes the way of Kathy Bates in "Misery."