Batman and Bill

[GoogaMooga]

"Batman and Bill" er en dokumentar om Batman's "rigtige" forfatter, Bill Finger. Bob Kane tog al æren, en skandale, man har kendt til i årevis. Nu får Bill Finger så den oprejsning, som han ikke oplevede i sin levetid, en ære, han bestemt fortjener. For det var Bill Finger, der gav os origin-historien, dragten, og de forskellige skurke i de tidlige år. "Batman & Bill" fortæller historien om Batman's ukendte skaber og kampen for at yde ham retfærdighed.

Fimen kan streames på bl.a. Hulu og Amazon Prime UK, men er også udkommet på DVD i Tyskland.


Language ‏ : ‎ German (DTS-HD Master Audio 5.1), English (DTS-HD Master Audio 5.1)

[Vigan]

Altid en god lejlighed til at fornøje sig over Jim Sterankos bitch-slap-historie:

"I hadn’t encountered Kane in my travels, but at one rockin’ SDCC, an associate asked me if I wanted to meet him, and walked me into a hallway. There he was, in a small group of people, wearing patent-leather shoes–and an ASCOT, like he was Vitamin fucking Flintheart in a Dick Tracy cartoon.

For years, I’d heard how he’d taken credit for Bill Finger’s contributions (in addition to half his pay) and other despicable tales from his associates. But nothing aces an in-person encounter. We were introduced and Kane began talking about my Batman chapter in the HISTORY OF COMICS, which treated him–and everyone else–very respectfully. He felt I credited Robinson & Finger (both of whom I knew intimately) too much. Kane was beyond pretentious, an intolerable ass as pompous as they come. I bit my tongue while he regaled us with his many achievements.

The group was waiting for an elevator, which they stepped into when the door opened. Our conversation ended, but not before he said: “See you later, Jim, baby,” and cuffed me across the face–like some rat-pack street gesture he’d seen in some cheap flick. The doors closed…

I was stunned by the sheer audacity of a stranger–like him–to lay a hand on me, and boiling with anger.

That night, I couldn’t sleep and the next morning began combing the halls for his Bat Majesty. Around noon, I found him in another group, which I walked into. “Good to see you, Bob, baby!” I said, then bitch-slapped him across the face.

But this time, there was no elevator door closing between us. I stood there for about 15 seconds, waiting. He did nothing. I turned and left. But I regret it now. I regret that he didn’t do anything about it, even though he was at least a head taller than me. I wouldn’t have minded bleeding at all for one more opportunity to give Kane the kind of Bat Lesson that Finger, Robinson, Sprang and others only dreamed of."

[GoogaMooga]

God anekdote! Jeg har forlængst skilt mig af med min Bob Kane biografi, "Batman and Me". Han var virkelig storeslem, en rigtig charlatan.