Comics Books and Super Heroes are very BIG these days.
In fact I don’t think they’ve ever been “not big”.
I grew up reading comic books.
In fact I probably owe a great deal of my imagination to comic books.
Which may or may not be a good thing.
But I like to think it is.
For me, they were more than mere individual panels of artwork on a page.
For me, they were windows into another world...be it Batman, Superman, Archie, Dennis the Menace, Sad Sack, Casper, or even Richie Rich, whom I suspected became Casper, later in life once he departed this earthly coil...you know, after he caught his little red bowtie in one of those big money counting machines.
But that’s just me....
While the images in each frame remained frozen, my imagination did not, and it animated each scene as the story carried me from panel to panel.