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Doop ([info]xdoop) wrote in [info]scans_daily,
@ 2009-08-16 17:51:00

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Entry tags:char: batman/bruce wayne, char: superman/clark kent, creator: adrian gonzales, creator: doug moench, creator: gil kane, in-joke: never gets old, publisher: dc comics, title: world's finest comics

Batman and Superman spend the night together.
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This is from World's Finest Comics #289. It's written by Doug Moench and illustrated by Adrian Gonzales. The cover is by Gil Kane.


Batman is upset when he is unable to save a mugging victim.


Meanwhile, Superman saves some rock climbers from getting flattened by a giant boulder. He overhears the climbers react in wonder, and feels depressed at how his world is destroyed and that he's alone.

Later in the batcave, a depressed Batman asks Alfred to leave him alone.










Then they deal with these weird tentacle aliens.
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[info]silver_paired
2009-08-17 01:27 am UTC (link)
I really wanted to comment on this without addressing the massive amounts of subtext- maybe talk about the pretty art or something, because it is lovely- but I can't. I just keep scrolling up and reading it over again and gawking. Except even in the face of the handholding, the crying, the phallic imagery, (Oh, the phallic imagery) the off-panel embrace and the purple-prose grade narrative ("World of profound empathy?" Really?) and the cathartic bonding, I keep coming back to "Yes... Somehow I knew."

Pull at my heartstrings more, why don't you, Clark. God.

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