Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
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I wonder if Batgirl ever did.
No, he wouldn't say Ow. He'd just go a little more stoic for a few seconds, then tell her to try again.
You *know* she did, if only because of that great "You don't have to hold back with ME. Not ever," scene. And he'd totally react the way Connie described.
And he'd totally react the way Connie described.
I just don't see him telling her to try again unless she'd failed. And I don't see her failing.
Well, she'd never do it exactly to his standards.
Talk about killing someone with your pinkie -- Cass could no doubt rip a guy's cojones off with just her pinkie. Even if her pinkie was broken.
Cass? Perfect little Cassandra Cain? The Batgirl that's a better fighter than Batman? The Batgirl he let kill¹?
¹ Okay, there are some technicalities there ...
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Even if her pinkie was broken.
She did take Shiva with that broken arm, didn't she?
Yeah, Bats would be glowing with pride between whimpers of agony.
t stoic voice good job. We're done for today.
t door closes
t pushes button Alfred ... help ...
Well there you go. I stand corrected.
FTR, never having handled a professional baseballer's cup, I do not know if they are now metal or some really hard plastic, but the subtext of the Gary Bell story as I read it (in a memoir by Jim Bouton) is that, at the time -- 1969 -- there was nothing to be done and it was the ringing steel cup or none at all, and that this untenable situation has been somehow remedied in the decades since.
(Bouton does mention one game where he was sitting around the dugout not wearing his cup, because as ita notes it's not that comfortable to wear, and whoops got called in to relieve immediately, and spent part of an inning on the mound cup-free, and quite terrified.)
Returning to the original topic, it amuses me no end to think of evildoers attacking Batman and his crotch emitting a nice, resonant middle C as a bad guy tries and fails to incapacitate him.
Keanu playing a character as befuddled as he is as an actor, the movie is only held together by the great performance of Rachel Weisz and a few good scares that are few and far between.
Yes, because slack-jawed bewilderment and having to work to catch up to speed are SO qualities I associate with John Constantine.
This movie has demons all over the place, right? Couldn't it spark a wave of creepy supernatural happenings that drive people out of the business like The Exorcist did?