Book #32: Watchmen
Somewhere along the way, superhero stories got stale, predictable, bland.
They all had the same template. Morally pure superhero saves highly dependent population from destruction by over-the-top, goofy looking bad guy with some type of weird schtick and creepy haircut.
The superhero had some type of cataclysmic event that gave him his powers, and he vowed to use his newfound abilities to save mankind–whether it be shielding earth from an attack of robotic cows or helping an elderly woman peel a Florida orange.
Superheroes are portrayed as such friendly, nice people–kind of like politicians before they get elected or your Uncle Bud before he has that sixth beer.




