when the going goes rough, call a hero

There is always a comfort in fiction. Whether it be romantic, comedy or drama. There is a comfort in escaping real life and entering a world of fantasy, where everything always seems to work out alright in the end. But no matter how much you dream and wish, fantasy never seems to work out. Life never seems to be as magical as it seems in the books and films. Life is more like those dusty old horror stories that never seem to go the way you want them to go; even then those stories end up being at least fifty percent better then real life.

I think thats why superhero films dominate the box office; in the world that we live in, where school shootings happen weekly, bombs go off across the world and with world war three just around the corner, having someone like spiderman and captain America looking after our fictional world is somewhat comforting. Having someone like Ironman and the Falcon to look up to, gives us hope that someone will be brave enough and step up to the hero mark when the world needs one. However DC this may sound, we are in a world dictated by villians, yet there are no superheroes to be seen.

Now don't get me wrong I love DC, batman is a lad and black canary and wonderwomen are absolutely iconic, but this story is more marvel; you know, funny with serious parts, a comic relief, a handsome badass and a dorky lead character. Except everyone in this story doesnt turn to ash with a snap of a big purple turds fingers. No, this is a story about a how a simple nerd went from idolizing all these superheroes and somehow became a hero herself, you know in her own sort of weird way.

So go grab a cup of tea, or ten; put on your favourite superhero shirt, close the door and strap in for the cheesiest story of the century.