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If Superheroes were ‘Saved’ by the love of Jesus Christ

I got this idea from BigPhatpastor. What would happen if superheroes were saved by the love of Jesus Christ? I’m not religious at all: I’m an atheist, but I’ve probably been to more church services than any other atheist on the planet. So I think about religion a lot. A force that is prevalent as religion should be front and centre in your mind, whether you’re religious or not.

Superheroes, the kind you see in comic books, are sort of like gods to begin with. They wrestle with a lot of the same moral quandaries that plagued the biblical characters. So what would happen if superheroes experienced the same religious epiphanies that happens to us regular people?

1.  Batman – there is little question as to what would happen to this guy. Batman already has a bit of a God complex, and not only that, he has an obsession with law and order. The death of his parents spurred him into wearing a silly blue costume and and a mask with bat-ears. So Batman? He would be a religious extremist. The background is there already. He would be the  guy who would maybe not plant bombs himself, but would be the mastermind behind all the logistics of a large-scale terror operation. The mid-east and possibly the United States would be dramatically different with a Christian Batman on the scene. Batman would be the most dangerous religious person alive.

2. Hulk - The Hulk is powerful, violent, and prone to childish misunderstandings. He is the reformed criminal you might see sitting by himself in the first or second pew on Sunday morning, staring brutishly down into the Bible and tearfully hanging onto every word the minister says. The Hulk has spent much of his life looking to be left along, for peace and quiet, and it is precisely someone like that who needs religion. He would need  somewhere to go every week, and perhaps he needs a place to go a few times during the week when he feels really angry. (And you wouldn’t like to see him get angry). I don’t think the church he would attend would have anything to fear from him, but if someone tried to replace the church with a shopping mall, look out!

3. Thor - It’s not much point to even consider but what happened if someone like Thor were to be saved by Jesus Christ. Thor is already a god.  He may even hobnob with Jesus when Jesus pops up to visit Asgard for some summer icefishing and the yearly Ice-troll hunt. Or maybe the Christian God and Odin get together, drink beer, and compare notes about whose godly sons are planning to betray their families, and whose godly sons got into medical school. Thor doesn’t really fit into the Saved question.

4. Superman - A powerful, all-knowing father figure sends his unusual powerful son to planet Earth? Again, like Thor, Superman doesn’t really fit into the Jesus Saves question. Superman is a metaphor for Jesus. He is so much a metaphor for Jesus that during his infamous and extremely lucrative death a few years back, he died to save everyone. Now, if Superman were to actually buy into the Christian doctrine and be saved by Jesus Christ, I don’t think he would be all that different. He would still save people, and still selflessly dedicate himself to the protection of Earth and everyone upon it. He was a Dudley Do-Right to begin with.

5. Swamp Thing - Swamp thing, the most sophisticated and darkest of the superhero Canon. He might be someone who would really benefit from some religion. He’s a tortured soul who barely understands his own origins. How happy do think you he would be if he could put aside all his concerns about being an Earth Elemental and just lead a Christian life? Swamp Thing would benefit from going to church every now and then. He would be nowhere near as cool as he was before, but I’m thinking about what’s good for him.

6. Spider-man - I honestly can’t imagine what Spiderman would be like if he were Saved. He’s such a witty and  irreverent hero, but since this is just an excercise, I’ll have to go there anyway. I think Spiderman would be a boring and dreary Ned Flanders type of Christian. He’s the sort who would probably feel guilty for his own irreverent thoughts, and would repress them with Scripture. Imagine him as the peppy, clean-cut young guy with a guitar who leads the musical part of the service, but does it with just a little too well. Religion and Spiderman do not mix.

7. Wolverine - This is getting exhausting! Wolverine is a lot like the Hulk: violent, misanthropic, and prone to persecution. Wolverine would be the guy who ministers to alcoholics, homeless people, and drug addicts in the really bad parts of town. He’s the sort who would walk out of missions and ask people to come in and pray with him. He would head down to the docks for some mobile communion, blessing, confession, and baptism. A real front-line soldier for Christ, and someone who would have no problem dealing with the more ungodly influences in the neighborhood. All in all, I think Wolverine would be improved by a bit of Christianity, but he would still be a creepy loner. (Addendum: After a bit of research, I discovered that Wolverine may be religious, and in past issues has sought out the counsel of a catholic priest)

Review: ‘Marvel’s The Avengers’

We North Americans have few myths. We’re not like the Arabs and Israelis, who live where the greatest story ever told took place. We never conquered and colonized half the world. We didn’t invent the basis of philosophy; we didn’t invent democracy. Our statues of Hercules don’t stand in the Louvre. We’re new and shiny, and myths wither under the glare of your local 7-11.

But we have comic books.

We read them when we were kids, and they became our Jasons, our Perseuses, our great heroes, and when we got older we never quite forgot them. They became our myths. The folks of Marvel and DC grew up too, and they nearly killed us with multiple simultaneous storylines, infinite Earths, and a lot of ill-conceived high art. But the initial magic, the stories, the stuff that comes out of the ground when the creators are coasting on caffeine and nicotine – that still remained.

So please understand this as I rip the shit out of Marvel’s The Avengers.

The plot is ham-fisted boilerplate Invasion Earth material, as the Loki, a renegade god from Asgard, tried to open a portal to let an army of alien Chitauri invaders into Earth. The avengers: Thor (Chris Hemsworth), Black Widow (Scarlett Johansen), Hulk (Mark Ruffalo), Captain America (Chris Evans), Hawkeye (Jeremy Renner), and Iron Man/Tony Stark (Robert Downey Junior) have to stop him.

After chasing him, capturing him, letting him escape, and eventually fighting him again, they eventually do stop him, but only after two hours and twenty-two minutes of noise, pseudo-science, Gwyneth Paltrow as a Real Orange Housewife of Orange County, and shooting. Somewhere in that time span, the myth and the soul of the movie got lost.

It’s as if the legendary Joss Whedon – he of spectacular geek cred, Buffy, Firefly – is promoting a whole new myth: the movie equivalent of the Miami Heat, complete with dependable line-up of all-stars. Gone is the touching earnestness of the original medium; in its place easy jokes, disposable villains, real-life men in tights, and an opposing team of baddies who look like acne-plagued Silver Surfers riding souped-up airborne Harley Davidsons.

We never really know why Loki wants to conquer Earth, but he looks really sexy in a cape and helmet with Rhino beetle horns. While Robert Downey Junior makes fun of the conceited, smartest-man-in-the-room Tony Stark, Tom Hiddleston’s Loki has the luxury of winking and smirking at the audience and letting us in on the joke that is this movie. He knows he’s just there to sound British and Evil, like a glamorous Snape.

While much of the movie centres on the great performance of Hiddleston as Loki, but the movie is saved, literally and figuratively, by the Hulk. The hulk is a massive simian monster the colour of a green stop-light, and all he wears are trousers that look like they’re going to split in the bum. Tom Ruffalo is mellow enough as hulk’s alter ego, Banner, but Hulk – who cannot dress like a superhero, spout one-liners like Iron Man, or mutter apple-pie aphorisms like Captain America – just gets straight to the point and begins smashing. Hulk is the physically strongest in the movie, and he is also the least constrained by rules, and by worries of not being sexy or popular enough. In the climax, the stiff Captain America gives out orders: Thor should bottleneck the portal above New York City, etc, and then he looks at Hulk and says: “Hulk… smash!” In response, Hulk smiles goonishly and leaps away. The audience laughed.

I’ve rarely seen a movie that seemed so desperate to fill time, to justify its own existence, to make money and stay on top of the summer heap, to fill in orders for sequels. There was none of the calm, measured storytelling of the monthly comic. I think it’s fine to make comics into movies, but wrong to intend them to be blockbusters. Leave that to the Men in Black series, or the Mission:Impossible series. Comics need to be told simply, with an relaxed focus upon storyline, and they should be free of the desperate attempts to make hundreds of millions of dollars.

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