From my recent blog post on the on-going reaction to DC’s reboot this autumn:
It’s quite hilarious really. DC says its reboot is about getting new readers for a shrinking market, and all it does is chase after the mythical boy reader that it’s been courting to years, which research has shown is increasingly disenchanted by what DC is offering.
This is the kind of uninspired strategy that comes out of the mouths of movie executives, which should point to the fact that DC is really at the beck and call of Warner Bros, and is part of a media conglomerate which has a track record of ignoring and marginalising women and minorities.
It’s the DC Mad Hatter tea party. They call for change and everyone moves around the table but nobody new is invited.
They’re feasting off the same stale crumbs and dank tea.
I think we should leave them to their empty banquet.
The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: ‘No room! No room!’ they cried out when they saw Alice coming. ‘There’s plenty of room!’ said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table.
‘Have some wine,’ the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.
Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. ‘I don’t see any wine,’ she remarked.
‘There isn’t any,’ said the March Hare.
‘Then it wasn’t very civil of you to offer it,’ said Alice angrily.
‘It wasn’t very civil of you to sit down without being invited,’ said the March Hare.
‘I didn’t know it was your table,’ said Alice; ‘it’s laid for a great many more than three.’
