The New Yorker Puts Spider-Man On The Cover
I wonder if this could be an injury to Spider motif?
The January 17th edition of The New Yorker puts the accident-prone Spider-Man: Turn Off The Dark on the cover. With something looking more like Welcome To Tranquility, it depicts a number of Spider-Men in a hospital ward in various stages of traction.
The article inside quotes people lining up for the show. And they seem to be rather gore-obsessed;
Outside the theatre, Alaina Schwartz, aged twelve, who had come from Long Island with her family, was asked if she hoped to see someone fall. "Yes! Yes!" she said. "I'm weird about that stuff. Like, there was a roller coaster and it kind of fell backwards, and I was kind of wishing that I was on that roller coaster at the time that it fell." Her father, Steven, looked concerned.
"I hope somebody falls but they're O.K.," her sister Alexa, fourteen, said.
Matt Clements, a cameraman from midtown, had come to the show with his girlfriend. "She wants to see blood," he explained.
The girlfriend, a lawyer named Carol Barbeiro, didn't deny it. "It's like Formula One," she reasoned. "You want to see the car crash." She added, "We like to go to Rockefeller Center to watch the ice-skaters fall."
Which gives the magazine an excellent excuse to explore the blood lust of the mass audience…