That wasn't actually where I planned to go with yesterday's post. Originally, I was going to talk about how Carol's refusal to use her powers to save the T6 reminded me of the only two Green Lantern comics my dad owned.
Like Captain Marvel #2, they both featured stories where Hal refuses to use his power ring to deal with a problem, opting instead to rely on his natural abilities. He's doing this as a way to prove something about himself, much like Carol. Since this is Hal Jordan we're talking about, though, he can't help putting his own twist on things. Two twists, in fact.
The first is that Hal takes this approach to his superheroics, rather than his day job. This translates to relying on fisticuffs and the fact he's apparently an excellent skier(?) to fight crime. This is somewhat passable against a couple of art thieves (though it makes things much harder than they need to be), Even against a former circus clown/acrobat who developed magnetic bracelets that let him move through the air like he's swinging from an invisible trapeze, it can work. The Aerialist is a fine athlete, but no superhuman. When it involves an alien overlord roughly the size of the Hulk, it's a less advisable. Fortunately, Thraxon was foolish enough to think a blow to the head would finish Hal, and grew overconfident. If you've spent any time on comic blogs, you know head injuries are a common occurrence for Hal Jordan, but hardly a game ender.
The second is that, unlike Carol Danvers, who is trying to surpass an older pilot she considers her hero, Hal is trying to prove himself better than. . . Green Lantern?! Because first Carol Ferris, and then a lovely young lady who ran a ski resort Hal worked at after leaving Ferris Aircraft, both fell head over heels for the ole' ring-slinger. They both think GL is so ginchy, Hal can't see straight. Or maybe that's all the blows to the noggin. At any rate, that's how you get a superhero who refuses to use the most powerful weapon in the universe, which is sitting on his finger, in favor of slugging it out with big blue guys in feathered helmets.
Leave it to Hal Jordan to endanger his life - and his entire sector of space - because he's jealous of himself.
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