Man, does Super Best Friends look great:
One thing I thought Grant Morrison got right in Supergods was the complaint that our superheroes have gotten a tad mired down in depressive contemplation of their own powers and responsibilities. There’s no reason this stuff can’t be fun, and dashing, and kind of silly—it’s one of the reasons She-Hulk’s affinity for partying is so much fun. If you lived in the Avengers Mansion, why wouldn’t you throw ragers there when you save the world? There’s nothing wrong with using your resources for fun as well as for the greater good.
And because I’ve been thinking a lot about the way Sex and the City’s been demoted to a second-tier show in the Golden Age of Television assessments, I’m also excited for a show that seems like it has the potential to illustrate that you can both want to mess with your ex and kill it professionally, especially when that means saving the world. Just as Ron Swanson’s performance of traditional masculinity is in no way in conflict with his respect for strong women, wanting to buy awesome shoes (or joyride Wonder Woman’s invisible jet) doesn’t automatically melt the part of your brain that values justice and makes you super-great at fighting evil.