If you walked down the street and asked a random person if they believed in God, chances are they would say yes. But what God? It seems no two Gods are the same. They all have different characteristics, different qualities, different personalities. If the God I believe in is really just a construct of my mind, do I really even need him in the first place?
Do I need to believe in God?
One of the things that sets Watchmen apart from other superhero comics, especially comics prior to 1986, is its treatment of sex. Watchmen #7is all about sex. Not some cheap an tawdry porno orgy comic book, but a mature approach to two consenting adults exploring sex. Two adults who also dress up in costumes and fight crime.
Friedrich Nietzsche is an interesting person. But if I was to throw a dinner party and could invite anyone from history? Nietzsche would definitely not be on the invite list. That would be way too depressing. One of the core points of Nietzsche’s philosophy is that there is no point to existence. Not exactly the bubbly disposition one would hope for in dinner time discussion. Watchmen #6 quotes Nietzsche in the final panel. Rorschach is a man who lives the Nietzschian ideal. I wouldn’t want to invite Rorschach to a dinner party either.
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There once was a time when heroes were upright citizens. They fought crime and saved the world because that was the right thing to do. Being a hero was not just about saving the day but also making sure the way you saved the day was heroic and just. After Watchmen, heroes were ultra-violent nut jobs in trench coats with severe psychological problems and an inability to interact in social settings. Thanks Rorschach.
The theme of this issue is reflections. What do we see when we look into the mirror? And what is there looking back at us, lurking underneath the surface?
Only 8 more days until I will be either deliriously happy or uncontrollably homicidal. That’s right, the Watchmen movie is finally upon us! I started reviewing the individual issues late last year. And like so many other things, it got abandoned over summer. 8 days. 9 issues left. Let’s do this thing.
What does it mean to be human? At what point do you stop being human and start being something else? Could God be one of us? Just a slob like one of us? Just a naked blue guy on the surface of Mars trying to find his way home?