In just a few weeks, we’ll finally see the much anticipated Wonder Woman movie. Granted, for some of us, this may not be the movie we were hoping for. I for one, wish I were living in an alternate reality where the Joss Whedon Wonder Woman spawned an amazing series of films. But instead, we’re getting the next chapter in the Zack Snyder’s dark, dreary, blow everything up take on the DC universe.
I know, I’m doing that horrible thing of judging a movie before it’s released. But I fall under the category of those who thought Man of Steel and Batman vs. Superman: The Dawn of Justice were among the worse movies ever made. But hey, maybe third time’s the charm (if you don’t count Suicide Squad). The trailer looks hopeful, and Gal Gadot is a great casting choice, so I will do my best to go in with an open mind. Then again, the movie my benefit by lowered expectations.
But I’m here to praise Wonder Woman, not to bury her. She’s been an American icon for over 75 years. She is a World War Two hero. A fantastic role model for girls. And a character who may have helped some boys remember to treat women with respect.
Most of us were introduced to Wonder Woman though cartoons like Superfriends or Justice League. But it was the 1970s television series starring the beautiful Lynda Carter, that made her a household name. Lynda helped the character transcend image and showed her as a powerful, upstanding woman. Often turning the tables of the classic superhero saving the damsel in distress; she saved Steve Trevor’s ass on multiple occasions.
I’m sorry to say that it’s a little tough to watch now because it was so campy. And not the fun campy of the 1960s Batman. But images from that series will always be attached to our favorite amazon princess. Her spinning around to change into her costume. He invisible jet. Her bullet deflecting bracelets. And her magic lasso which forced bad guys to tell the truth.
But the most memorable part of the series was the theme song. That energetic disco beat and lyrics reminding us she’s in her satin tights fighting for our rights, and the old red white and blue. (Though I don’t recall her ever making a hawk a dove, but I suppose that was metaphorical.) We need her now more than ever.
In the comics, Wonder Woman’s look has changed with the times. There was a big whoop-la a few years back when they gave her a more conservative outfit. Granted, I don’t like my female superheroes in skimpy outfits, and maybe I’m biased, but with Wonder Woman it was always what was on the inside that counts.
Gal’s costume seems to be based on her Amazonian roots. Though I appreciate that, I’d rather see her in a more patriotic outfit. Even if it’s as washed out as Captain America’s.
So, for shirts, I’m sticking with the bright colors for the most part. And though I’ve collected styles from the past 75 years, I will always favor the comic, cartoon and TV series style.
And who knows, maybe the new Wonder Woman movie will break through all my per-judgements and have me falling in love with with it. She’s done it before. “Change their minds, and change the world.”