As we in the comics world know, there is nothing more horrifying to a comics fan than the idea that a costume might be altered. Wonder Woman got pants and the internet melted down. Spider-Man had armor that was so hated it’s not even discussed in polite company. The debate over Batman’s chest and the Yellow-bat vs Black-bat will never be solved in our lifetime.
Well, we might see one of these long-running fan issues resloved as Superman may get his underoos back.
I’ll be honest, I really could care less about where Supes’ undies are. Over the costume, under the costume, sewn into the cape, it really doesn’t matter to me. I actually don’t mind the “New 52” costume, particularly with it’s explanation of being a Kryptonian suit. That makes sense to me and I get how it fits in. That said, if you’re a purist who’s Superman can only work at the Daily Planet, love Lois Lane and wear his damned underwear on the outside, well, more power too you.
Regardless of what he’s wearing I’m enjoying the current Johns/Romita Jr. run on the book, so I say bring on the panties!
Today’s page comes to us from the Rantz Hoseley:
Rantz Hoseley is a caffeine-swilling, profanity-spewing force of dark comic matter who’s been kicking around the comic industry since 1987. Having worked on everything from Phil Foglio’s “XXXenophile” to the OGN adaptation of Robert Kiyosaki’s “Rich Dad Poor Dad,” he was nominated in 2009 for the British Fantasy Award (which he didn’t win) The Eisner Award (which he did win), and the Harvey Award (also a win) for “Comic Book Tattoo.” Rantz stays busy these days with “some TV stuff in development”, a “new technology company” & a number of other projects he can’t talk about yet. In 2012 he finished his first novel “The Homecoming Game”, which is in the Long Dark Twilight of the Editing.
No word on where his underpants are.
Take care, friends!