bus' blog
Batman or Spiderman could never live in London.
Yes, there is some strange Gothic architechture - just like Gotham (mainly reserved for historic landmarks and tourist traps). But they are suprisingly few and far between for one of the oldest industrial metropoli in the modern world. Instead we are left with a weird adhoc of architecture. Our lack of a grid is messy and it is hard to imagine one of these heros swooping 'down' on some theives in some stingy alley - as we have so little.
Instead, it is a maze, not of tall buidlings but stunted hobbits. Batman would have to approach his villain on foot, perhaps with some polite greeting to hide the apparent awkwardness.
We had our 'Bond' back in the day (but did he really bring people together?). Regretably, he was a rather rapey character. Unlike Batman, he was also uninspired and unoriginal (the spys of the Great Wars were far more interesting, let alone admirable, than this Thatcherite farce). Regretable it certainly is that Britain's most esteemed hero, second only to Harry Potter, very plainly lacked integrity.
No matter how suave he tryed to act, beneath that suit and behind the esspresso martini was a boy who seemed not quite aware of what a man is supposed to live up to. Forever chasing 'adventure' and 'octopussy' or whatever horny shit he busied himself with in the colonies whilst Americans were doing important things, like creating the internet, and shaping the world. Was he really worth that suit he persued her in? She seemed to think so, when willing.
This is the same era that brought us the once beloved (now cursed) childrens entertainer Jimmy Savile, friend and confidant of the once prince (now king) Charles III (the one with the disgraced brother). What else did we get from that particular arrogant moment in our history apart from expensive train tickets and pedos in the palace I wonder?