Not to mention in most of the comic incarnations the cups end as short of Diana’s armpits as modesty will allow and only barely cover her nipples, meaning her armor provides neither support nor protection.
#SYMBOL FOR FEMALE ANATOMY MOVIE#
At least the movie version restrained the dreaded side-boob, but physiology and geometry dictate that would have displaced volume inward and upward, over the top of the cups.
But there is no way in hell her boobs stay inside that corset without some serious assistance. She crosses No Man’s Land with nary a jiggle.
But that’s a separate issue for another post. Does that come with its own set of problems? Absolutely, #1 being it’s highly unlikely, even with an unsustainable and likely dangerous diet and workout regime, that a body like the one sported by Green Arrow or even the teenagers on My Hero Academia is achievable. Yes, people who admire the male form certainly do enjoy a well drawn male character (Batman, Nightwing, Cap, etc) but there is one huge difference between the design of male and female characters in comics that’s been there from the beginning: the stereotypical male form in comics isn’t designed for the enjoyment of male form aficionados it’s intended to be aspirational for teenage boys who wanted to grow up to be those heroes. Here’s the problem: what artists show, how they show it, the way costumes are designed, whether or not an actor takes his shirt off, isn’t as important as the intent behind the aforementioned. If you can, “oh, hai,” Aquaman’s abs, we can pose Poison Ivy’s corpse with its ass in the air and her breasts spilling out of what was never a particular modest décolletage to begin with. If you can name Dick Grayson’s butt cheeks, we can show Captain Marvel’s nipples through her body armor.
It’s essentially become a competitive sport: if you can do this, we can do that. There’s been a lot of debate in the comics community lately about where admiration for the meta-human form transitions from appreciative to creepy.
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