Riddle me a Penguin? Debbie Bennett on comic-book heroes
So I had covid. Double jabbed in March and May, and then caught the bloody thing last month. It’s a nasty little bugger too – wiped me out for 10 days, more or less, although not life-threatening by any means. Luckily we have good friends and were well-supplied with necessities, but for a good many days, there was nothing but television. I couldn’t even summon up enough energy or concentration to read. Netflix comes to the rescue again. This time it’s Gotham . ** Spoiler alert: do not read on if you don’t want to learn what happens ** We’re still watching this now (just started season 5). I have mixed feelings, although I’ve got through 4 seasons so it’s not all bad! Leaving out the fact that nobody important really seems to die and our heroes keep getting captured and tortured and fight time and time again, and yet never seem to suffer more than a few cuts and bruises; ignore the caricature characters – this is comic territory after all – and forget the fact that the cops ...