Gold coins! Click to Enlarge.
You will call me RobinChrist!
Super-pumped, guys. Remember Daily Batman: WWJD edition and my promise to mail out a million ducats to whoever brought that idea to life? Awesome friendoh Milo Weasel is first to send in the Batman and Jesus comic! Thanks a mil, bro … I super-duper needed this and Ty’s amazing “19 Man” piece. You guys are too great! Expect those gold coins in a jiffy, except I’m going out of town this week and next.
This is true.
Answering the question of what Jesus Christ would do:
WWJD? Jesus would fight crime as Batman’s sidekick. A million gold ducats to the first person to send me a comic of how that would go down.
l to r, top: Batman and Robin; Wonder Woman, Batgirl, and Supergirl; Logo and utility belt; “Femme Fatale” 70′s Catwoman tee; Batman. l to r, bottom: Logo on black, Robin (the back says “Boy Wonder”); Logo on heather grey.
Really busy day today, but I was doing the laundry and set out some of my Bat Couture. There was more in the dryer, so I’m at over a week’s worth of wear. (Still not enough.) Also, earlier in the day I took kidlet to pick up a bathing suit for the summer and snagged myself some sweet and cheap new Star Wars shirts from the little boys’ department at Target. What is the opposite of haute couture? Because I’m pretty sure whatever it’s called, I am its poster girl.
Yoda rocking Wayfarers.
It was cool because I don’t think I’ve picked up any new stuff for myself like that since my Star Wars sweatshirt haul from a November trip to the mall with Miss D. She knows how to get me to spend money on much-neeed clothes and is happy to share her strategy: I have many times heard her tell our friendohs, “With E—, you just take her somewhere with beer first. Relax her.” Works for me.
“That R2-D2 is in prime condition: a real bargain.” Wow, I quoted C3PO — I think I need to go rinse my mouth with whiskey now to get my cool back.
It’s just very hard for me to buy clothing for myself, even basic stuff. I start feeling wormy and uneasy about it and hang stuff back up before I even get to the register. (You can forget the fitting room, those things are for chumps. I want in and out of the store with maximum efficacy. Only ballast, no drag.)
Doing laundry and cutting tags off of new garments, I feel practically like a self-respecting adult!
Well, except that I bought all children’s clothes …
It happens.
Poor little Robin.
Alfred Pennyworth and the little Robin to the rescue.
Burt Ward and Alan Napier in a still from the original Batman: The Movie (Leslie H. Martinson, 1966).
Alfred is such a G.
“Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.”
(“Introduction,” Critical Articles. 1895.)
“Batgirl – Oracle” by iamww on the deviantart.
“What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.”
(Father Zossima, The Brothers Karamazov. 1880.)
Aunt Agatha sez: safety first.
(via)
Not only are you sporting tights, you are wailing on dudes out in public like an absolute vondruke. What would your parents say?
Blocking up the scenery,
Breaking my mind.
Still from Batman: The Movie (Leslie H. Martinson, 1966).
Robin: The Joker!
Chief O’Hara: Devilish clown prince of crime — oh, if I only had a nickle for every time he’s baffled us!
Shiver me shamrocks, Chief Darby O’Stereotype, but faith and begorrah, the little Robin is getting his pert ass beat. A little help?
Paging Dr. Freud.
Welcome to the monkeyhouse, Dick Grayson.
“Batman & Robin # 10,” by Frank Quitely.
And just as I was about to bring the guitar crashing down upon the center of the bed, my father woke up, screaming, “Stop! Wait a minute! Stop it, boy! What do you think you’re doing? That’s no way to treat an expensive musical instrument.”
And I said, “Goddamn it, Daddy! You know I love you. But you’ve got a hell of a lot to learn about rock and roll!”
— Meatloaf, “Wasted Youth,” Bat Out of Hell II.
Holiday greetings from a truly dysfunctional bunch. Talk about secrets.
Getting everyone gathered for a photograph to smile at the same time and not be blinking or pulling a face is a total nightmare, am I right??
by eikochan on deviantart.
l to r: Selina Kyle, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Barbara Gordon, Dick Grayson, and Alfred Pennyworth. Dig Alfred bunny-earing Dick and Strawberry Shortstacked in the first take.
I think I’ve referred to this title a time or two, but here is the origin of “the goddamn Batman” line.
All Star Batman and Robin the Boy Wonder, written by Frank goddamn Miller (Sin fucking City, 3cuntface00, Dareshit-fuck-christ-pissdevil).
Perhaps the book’s single most infamous moment occurred when Miller’s gritty style of dialogue led the title character to introduce himself to Grayson as “the Goddamn Batman.” The phrase went on to become something of a meme among comic book fans for its perceived comedic value,[11] and has, since its sudden fame, been repeated at least once in nearly every subsequent issue of the comic. According to reviewer Brett Weiss, the line “drew derision from fans and critics alike”. (the wiki)
Oh, Frank Miller. I may get mad or sneer at you from time to time, but I swar to gar, things like this make it impossible not to love you. Thanks to that outre bit of forced tough-guy dialogue, a whole new world of wonderful jokes have erupted. I for one am grateful.
Thanks, buddy!
via Paul Tobin
Bat tat, too.
Name: Miss Kitty
Sex/Age female, 23
Location: Gotham City, United States
Current Mood: workin’ it! 
Robin: Good job that love stuff doesn’t work on me — I’m way too young for that sort of thing!
Yes. Yes it’s age that’s the stumbling block. …
Batman: What about Robin?
Catwoman: Hmmm. . . I know. We’ll kill him.
Robin: Holy caffeine!
(all stills and quotes from “Catwoman Goes to College,” Batman, Season 2, Episode 49. Original airdate February 22, 1967.)
Knock, knock, knocking at your chamber door.
Special fat-bat-thanks to Panda Eraser for finding these and passing them on.
You are not selling him on the gay thing, Batman. Give it some jazz hands!
Robin: Gosh, Batman! Remember this leather thong? It still has your teeth marks in it!
Of course.
Photographed for Esquire magazine April 2004 by [searching for credit]
“I think mystery is kind of great. I don’t know anything about Bette Davis or Katharine Hepburn or Ava Gardner — not really — and I like that. I love watching their movies because they’re my personal movie stars. I don’t know what they eat and who their trainer is.”
No clue where this came from; sometimes I just right-click and save things and make no effort to credit them. Super-sorry!
“Most of the time we do nothing, myself included, … I think the lesson I learned from [playing humanitarian Tessa in The Constant Gardner] is that a lot of drops make up an ocean. If people would stand up and say what they believe in maybe we can make a difference. Helping one person is better than nothing. Just do something.”
Still from The Shape of Things
“There’s not much room for eccentricity in Hollywood, and eccentricity is what’s sexy in people.”
I have heard rumors she is one of the actresses who has been approached to play Catwoman in the next Batman movie, but I’ve also heard Chris Nolan quoted saying that Catwoman isn’t going to be in it. It doesn’t matter, because that would be lame anyways. She should not be Catwoman, regardless of whether Selina Kyle pops up in the next movie (a direction which would actually disappoint me).
What Rachel Weisz should do in the new Batman movies is play Talia, the daughter of Rā’s al Ghūl and love of Bruce Wayne’s life. Helloooo, she would be perfect! Talia seriously needs to once and for all get in the mainstream big screen storylines, especially considering how great the new movies Chris Nolan’s been making are: in the comics she even has Batman’s kid, for god’s sake (Damian Wayne, who is the current Robin). It’s already been set up, when, in the novelized Batman Begins, Rā’s al Ghūl refers to having a wife and daughter while he is talking to Bruce.
So, come on. Let’s finally get her in a movie, and let’s have Rachel Weisz play her. The woman is a stranger to neither action pictures (The Mummy franchise) nor comic book movies (the wildly underrated Constantine). That’s my awesome suggestion: obey!
