Sunday, October 16, 2011

The Incredible Hook

The Kid has been obsessed with The Incredible Hulk lately.  I'm not sure exactly where it came from, but many of our conversations go like this:

The Kid:  I bet the Incredible Hook could pick up that tree!


Me:  Uh-huh.


The Kid:  And he could break through walls.


Me:  Yep.


The Kid:  The Incredible Hook can pick up anything.  But you know what The Incredible Hook can't pick up?


Me:  A giant.


The Kid:  A giant.

(He's also obsessed with giants)


Since he so loves this green hero, I thought it would be fun if we started watching the old Incredible Hulk TV series from the 70s/80s on Netflix.  As soon as Dr. David Banner made his first transformation, The Kid noticed something was awry.


The Kid:  Why doesn't he turn into the real Incredible Hook?


Me:  What do you mean?  That is the real Incredible Hulk.


The Kid:  No it's not!  He's 'posed to have have black hair, and he's not 'posed to have a shirt on.


When he couldn't pinpoint what was really bothering him, a Google image search showed me the Hulk he's familiar with, and I quickly realized the issue at hand.  Take a look:
What he was expecting

What he saw

The new Hulk, aside from being animated (or CGI, in some cases), is considerably...hulkier.  Lou Ferrigno, though impressively beefy thirty years ago, just looks like some dude in a Halloween costume by today's standards. 


Superman has fallen victim to the same evolution over the years:  he's gone from a guy who looks like he works out to a guy who looks like he's smuggling small pillows under his skin.  It's weird.  In another thirty years, do you think there's any possible way that we'll be laughing at today's Hulk, thinking he's too wimpy?  I can't even imagine.*


Other than his fleeting annoyance at Hulk's appearance, The Kid doesn't seem to be bothered by the low-tech special effects of yesteryear, so we're making our way through the series.  It's fun to watch him play like he's The Hulk, angrily throwing pillows around the living room to save the good guys from the bad guys.  Well...it'll be fun until something gets broken.  Then maybe we'll move on to something a little less violent, like Knight Rider or ALF.  I'd better go queue those up before I forget.



*If you're reading this in the year 2040, please leave a comment and remind me that I wrote this so we can examine the results of 30 years aging on the physique of a superhero.
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