She doesn't quite chop his head off. She makes a Pez dispenser out of him.

Alfred: Hmf. I suppose you'll take up flying next, like that fellow in Metropolis.

The noir hero is a knight in blood caked armor. He's dirty and he does his best to deny the fact that he's a hero the whole time.

I grew up on the crime stuff. Spillane, Chandler, Jim Thompson, and noir movies like Fuller, Orson Welles, Fritz Lang. When I first showed up in New York to write comics back in the late 1970s, I came with a bunch of crime stories but everybody just wanted men in tights.

I'll make it. I won't die. I've got too much I have to do to let myself die.

I realized that I was about to turn 30, and Batman was permanently 29. And I was going to be damned if I was older than Batman.

People are attempting to bring a superficial reality to superheroes which is rather stupid. They work best as the flamboyant fantasies they are. I mean, these are characters that are broad and big. I don't need to see sweat patches under Superman's arms. I want to see him fly.