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words and sequences of them by Rhett Davis

Watching: Wonder Woman

The only superhero who mattered to me as a kid was Wonder Woman. Batman was too silly at the time and Superman was okay I guess but yawn. And yes, perhaps in my little confused 8-year-old way I had a crush on Lynda Carter. But I think it was more than that. The idea that it has taken so long to make a movie about her in an age where a movie has been made about every single shitty superhero, often repeatedly, is ridiculous. The idea that it is actually good and is doing spectacularly is a small happiness in a year of regressive global shite.