Over at Pandagon and Feministe, there's a hubbub about the new Frank Miller cover for Wonder Woman. The cover image, which you can see for yourself here, is in my opinion laugh-inducingly hilarious.
For one, it hardly looks like Wonder Woman. The colors aren't even right...a green skirt? WTF?
But more importantly, she doesn't look like a superhero, she looks like a stripper. She looks thin, weak, and soft. There's not a muscle on her. She looks more like someone who would be saved by Superman in a dark alley rather than someone who would beat the ass of a mugger in a dark alley.
And don't start the noise about how complaining about this is somehow anti-sexiness. Contrast the weak, spine-displasia Wonder Woman image with this image of Storm, or this image of Black Cat, or Phoenix, or Rogue, or hell, this image of Wonder Woman. Are they sexy? Sure. Do they have ridiculously huge boobs? Definitely. But they are all strong-looking. They have broad, muscular shoulders. Thick, muscular thighs. They look powerful, you know, like they could beat up bad guys. Which is something, last time I checked, superheroes are known to do.
Check out the original Live Journal post to see some hilarious takes on male versions of the Frank Miller covers. Definitely highlights the objectification, but I don't think they touch on the biggest problem with Frank Miller's art. He chooses to depict a character who's supposed to be a hardbodied badass as a soft, weak, ribcage-exposed torso.
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