Superheroes: More Trouble Than Good?

I'm not going to lie. I love superhero movies. I mean, who doesn't? Superheroes are the epitomes of our imaginations. Who hasn't wanted to fly or pick up cars? Back when I was a wee little lad on Christopher Drive, I'd pretend to fight loads of villians with either my Spider Powers or my Batarangs.

Tonight, I went to see Iron Man 2 for the second time (If you haven't seen it, do it. It's pretty sweet.). In the midst of all of the action and fighting and gratuitious explosions, I couldn't help but realize that superheroes seem to cause a lot more trouble than good. Stay with me as I examine their effects on the societies they're in. Note: I'm going to keep it within the realm of recent superhero movies, so no Tim Burton Batman or Christopher Reeves.

Superman: He disappears for a while. When he finally returns, a plane almost crashes into a baseball stadium and Lex Luthor creates some sort of weird Kryptonite-moon thing. Just to test him.

Batman: In Batman Begins, this really isn't a big issue. Mr. Wayne essentially stops something that was already in motion. The only extra damage was Wayne Manor burning down, but Alfred seems to have approved of the destruction. The Dark Knight is a different story. The Joker is specifically targeting civilians just to get at Batman. For example, a hospital is blown to pieces. Two buildings are burned down in an attempt to hurt Batman's allies. Several people are kidnapped and/or killed. Solely because Batman completed The Joker.

Iron Man: It's an intriguing debate. Technically, he causes a lot of destruction. But he also led the longest period of uninterrupted peace in modern times. I think that despite the fact he can destroy stuff most easily (it's a suit of solid metal flying around, for Christ's sake) he may have actually saved more lives and cost the world less in damage than anyone else.

Spider Man. Oh Spidey. Oh Webhead. You do have a tendency to screw things up. The people you love get put in danger again and again and again. I'm suprised poor old Aunt May didn't die of a heart attack by the third movie. She got flung around by a man with four bionic arms on the side of a skyscraper at one point. Every single villain in your story targeted people you loved, took out buildings, and just caused mass chaos. I have to say that you are the worst of the bunch.

That's my little run down. I'll probably get more into this later but I had to throw down my ideas fast before I lost them.

Branley out.