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If you are not watching The Boys on Amazon streaming, you should be. This quality adaptation of the comic with the same name is helmed by Eric Kripke, Evan Goldberg and Seth Rogan. Kripke is the mind behind Supernatural, one of my favorite television shows and the writing staff includes veteran writers from the X Files, a show that defined my childhood.
I’ll preface saying the show is for adults, so not something I’d sit and watch with Carter. The writing is deep and relevant as they address current issues across headlines. In their world, superheroes are real and managed by a corporation. This corporation keeps close watch on their superheroes, a group known as The Seven, and works various power plays within the country.
As episodes progress, information is revealed. Our heroes all have dark sides and face their own demons. They are vulnerable and real under the costumed exterior. Hughie, played by Jack Quaid, is an outside player that finds himself in the center of the action. Hughie’s girlfriend is accidentally killed by A Train, one of The Seven, and this spurs him into character change. Quaid has his father’s (Dennis Quaid) magnetism and he uses it to full effect as he enters a relationship with Starlight played by Erin Moriarty, the newest member of The Seven, as she deals with her own identity as a hero.
Hughie’s story is the most intriguing, in my opinion. After he experiences the tragedy, he’s told by his father to just calm down and be the nice boy he is. He is offered a payoff by the agency managing the heroes and denies it. He ends up working with The Boys, a covert group of mercenaries keeping the heroes in check. He’s pulled, consistently, out of his comfort zone and experiences the rush of rising to a challenge.
In the last episode I finished, Butcher, the head of The Boys, takes Hughie to a victim’s support group. The group is for individuals who had been damaged physically and emotionally by superheroes. Butcher finds the people living in a victim mentality and gets angry. He stands, yelling at them an important question:
Where is your rage?!
Now that scene itself is worth an entire movie and book. Victim mentalities can weigh us down. We are called to rise up and take back what was ours. We are called to act.
We have a choice.
Status quot. The same routine, day in and day out. The same relationships and friendships, the hollow conversations, the meaningless seconds tick by.
Or we can tap into that rage just under the surface. That anger that knows we’ve been wronged. That voice that everyone has told us to keep quiet for way too long.
As we stand and we rage, we find truth. We find power. We find identity. Not without sacrifice, or sorrow. Not without emotion.
We meet ourselves in the fire. Raging, as Dylan Thomas wrote, against the dying of the light.