I Am Afeared

Greatly. Afeared.

I'm excited to read all of these comic books, but I'm beginning to wonder if I'll be able to maintain my sanity, or if it'll turn into some kind of series of Lovecraftian trials on me. Which, I'm certain is blasphemous to many of my friends (and the kitten >.>) but ajkllrklewajiefswow. Usually I do okay with suspension of disbelief, too. I understand the need for it, and usually even enjoy things that take it awfully far because I have fewer expectations. Now, despite some things that I had to remind myself (actually, Tabi kept reminding me) were just a matter of the film being old and how things were handled in that time, I mostly really enjoyed the old Superman movie. The first one done in color, I think it was. Good overall. Some things happened, I picked up on them, but meh. I made it through. It was fun, entertaining. And I'm more than happy to brush up on my Marvel and DC hero knowledge with her. She's a comic buff, and I... watched afternoon Batman cartoons and Saturday morning Spiderman.

But when you reverse the earth's rotation by flying around it and REVERSE TIME thusly?

And somehow stop the disasters he'd just prevented from reoccurring effortlessly by doing so? He didn't go back and prevent them again, they didn't even start again. Apparently just because he can do no wrong. But he CAN bring the dead back to life by reversing time.

Why don't we just do the time warp to the start of human history then, and automatically make all history peachy and nice and prevent every mis happening simply by exposing them all to the pure niceness that is the man of super? Or eye-laser Hitler, at least.

And I was told that someone can punch through dimensions in the DC-verse.

*twitch*

I shall have to be brave.