I think we’ve all enjoyed a superhero movie at some point in our lives.
Superheroes are everything we love in fictional characters; they’re witty, attractive, good at fighting, have great outfits. I may be in the minority when I say I’m bored of Marvel’s domination over pop culture. Each movie leaves the same impression: another impressive, charming hero facing off a disposable, CGI villain.
Let’s talk about one of my favorite superheroes. I don’t mean Ironman or Batman or Captain America or anyone like that. I mean Bob Newby from Stranger Things.
Bob lived a simple life. He likes Kenny Rodgers, brainteasers, and dressing up for Halloween. Yet above all, he loves his girlfriend and *spoiler alert* dies to save her family from inter-dimensional monsters. Bob didn’t need a shield, or a super suit, or vibranium to be awesome.
There is nothing remarkable about Bob Newby, which is precisely what makes him so unique. When we write, it’s fun to give our characters flashy powers and cool abilities, but we must also give them weaknesses, fears, fatal flaws that make them human. A perfect character is often a boring one; sometimes less is so much more.
All superheroes may be heroes, but not all heroes need to be super.