Nick Mamatas is the author of the Lovecraftian Beat road novel Move Under Ground (Night Shade Books, 2004) and the Marxist Civil War ghost story Northern Gothic (Soft Skull Press, 2001), both of which were nominated for the Bram Stoker Award for dark fiction. He’s published more than 200 articles and essays in the Village Voice, the men’s magazine Razor, In These Times, Clamor, Poets & Writers, Silicon Alley Reporter, Artbytes, the UK Guardian, five Disinformation Books anthologies and many other venues, and more than 40 short stories and comic strips in magazines including Razor, Strange Horizons, ChiZine, Polyphony and others. Under My Roof: A Novel of Neighborhood Nuclear Superiority (Soft Skull Press) was released in early 2007.
On Batman
Holy Signifier, Batman!
By Nick Mamatas
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Batman, as one of the most iconic and enduring of comic book heroes, is ultimately nothing more than a bundle of images that have proven themselves to be far more valuable and compelling than any storyline, movie, or book of essays on the character. Batman is a Pez dispenser; he is a bat-shaped belt buckle. Batman is not a hard-ass vigilante, nor is he a duly deputized crime fighter; he is a stamped silhouette on a box of cereal.
And that is why I am here today with a proposition: of all the decades of Batman stories in a huge variety of media, there is only one that will forever be tied to the character. I am speaking, of course, of the live-action TV show, which aired twice weekly on ABC from January 12, 1966, to March 14, 1968. The show, featuring Adam West as Batman, was explicitly campy and humorous, with a sensibility in design, plotting, and cinematography that was pure Pop art. William Dozier, the producer of the TV show, actually detested comics and felt that the show would only work as Pop art. And he was right. Batman only works as Pop art. Because Batman is nothing but a logo, and because we are all soaking in logos and commercial messages and not-quite-real (or too-real-to-be-real) realities, the campy TV Batman of the 1960s is the most compelling version of the Caped Crusader of them all.
The Dozier-produced Batman is the ultimate in branding. It’s Pop art for the …
Other Essays by Nick Mamatas
- All Hail Hurley!
from Getting Lost - Giving the Devil Her Due
from Ardeur - Greek Delight
from Revisiting Narnia - Laziness Leads to Sloth, Sloth to Incompetence, Incompetence to Stupidity, and Stupidity to the Dark Side of the Force
from Star Wars on Trial - New Mutant Message from the Underaged
from The Unauthorized X-Men - Over the River and a World Away
from King Kong is Back - Run Awaaaaay!
from Halo Effect - Sitting on the Dock of the Bay, Casting Spells
from Totally Charmed - Why We Love Holmes and Love to Hate House
from House Unauthorized - You Care Who Killed Roger Ackroyd
from Investigating CSI - Working Class Heroes
from A Taste of True Blood
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