I saw Superman this afternoon and it was cool. For once Lois Lane actually saves Superman and there’s a Really Big Secret that I won’t even hint at. But throughout the movie, even during the most tense moments, I kept thinking: so does Wonder Woman show up?
I’ll give you an example … or three. When the plane carrying the space shuttle plummets to earth, Superman tries to steer the plane by holding a wing. Wonder Woman would’ve figured out that the uneven distribution of weight would’ve ripped it off and lost precious time. When Kitty – Lex Luther’s sidekick – acts as a diversion to Superman, Wonder Woman would’ve seen through the cheap feminine wiles and used the lasso of truth on her.
But what really felt like a missed opportunity for me was the ending when Superman passes out and lands in Central Park. That would’ve been awesome if Wonder Woman swooped down and caught him.
Okay, are you shaking your head at me? Now come on, all the boy superheroes have gotten their movies. Spiderman has a trilogy. Batman has had his movies. (What was the last one … the fourth in the last ten years?) X-Men, Ghost Rider and- No, Catwoman doesn’t count because it was unwatchable.
When do us women get a superhero we can cheer for? When does the female protagonist of a superhero movie get to be the one who saves instead of being saved? I really want to see how Princess Diana defies her mother to become the Wonder Woman of the Amazons.
If this post ever finds its way to Joss Whedon, please Mr. Whedon, please give us the Wonder Woman we deserve.