It’s the day after I’ve seen Watchmen. I’ve waited just over 10 years to see this movie. Ever since I first picked up the book, I’ve wanted to see what it would look like on the screen. Like many, I was fearful that it was impossible. That anyone who tried would be doomed to failure. The trailers for Zack Snyder’s epic brought new hope. Here was a man who appeared to get it. The expectations began to rise. If this was good, then there would be much rejoicing. If it was a tragedy? There would be blood. Oh yes, there would be blood.
So it’s the next day. Am I ecstatic or are my hands stained with human bean juice? Well, actually neither.
Future? What future?
As we draw near the end, Rorschach and Nite Owl grow closer to uncovering the conspiracy. Hints and clues that have been present since the first issue are drawing together. We come to realise that nothing in this work is random or filler. Everything connects. Will our two heroes be able to save the world? Or will they be too late to stop the evil scheme? Except, we don’t know anything about the scheme. We don’t know what our master mind is planning. Has this elaborate pulling of strings been for good or evil? We still don’t know how all the pieces connect.
Only a short review this issue. This is the chapter that draws everything together for the final act. Two more issues to go.
What makes a hero? Is it just enough to put on a costume and declare yourself to be one of the good guys? Or do you have to possess a certain moral fortitude? Watchmen is a work that asks that question. What is the difference between a costumed vigilante who fights crime and a one that commits crime? Where is the line between Batman and villainy? In Watchmen #8, our “heroes” have to make some tough decisions. And their actions will have consequences.
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?