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08/04/11(Thu)08:33 No.28372575At
first... it was hard for me to accept a minority Spider-Man. Not for
any inherent racism, but because since the age of 5, I've idolized
Spider-Man. Every comic, every cartoon, every novel, every video game I
could get my hands on I'd cherish. I did so, because I saw myself. The
skinny guy who strives to do his best, the kid who learned the hard way
what relation exists between power and responsibility. Since that
young age, I'd pretend/hope/believe that my hero and I were close to
being one and the same. This hit home a lot harder when the Ultimate
line came out. Here was a Peter Parker who was the same age as me, going
through a whole lot of awkward changes as well. Sure Ultimatum came, and fucked up the ultimate universe, but Spidey was still a big factor. Now,
immediately after seeing the news of Miles Morales being declared the
new webbed wonder in town, I was a bit pissed. Sure, the obvious racist
thoughts were the first to come to mind, but those were quickly brushed
aside, and for the reasons stated in earlier, were replaced by
disappointment. This is the first time I felt that Spider-Man was a
truly different, separate person (which is saying something, if anyone
here recognizes the name Pavitr Prabhakar.) But the more I think
about it, the more time I have to process, and the more information I
can glean from the web (world wide), the more I'm willing to give this
character a chance. He has his own costume, his own set of powers and
challenges, and, god willing, a different attitude to separate himself
from Parker. For the first time it feels like I'm on the outside,
looking in. I fear that I may lose interest, but if I don't even give
it, or rather Miles, a chance, how could I call myself one of the
ultimate fans? |