This year (2016) is the 50th anniversary of the Batman TV series. Yes, it's been fifty years since Adam West and Bert Ward donned the cape and tights and scaled that fake wall to our hearts. It's campy. It's cheesy. And it's oh so the 60s. Also, it'll give you headaches from all the face palming ridiculousness. But, I wouldn't have it any other way.
As a kid, I watched the reruns during the summer break from school. It didn't make much sense. When I watch the show now, it still doesn't make sense. But, I enjoy it. I accept it for what it is, a parody. It has to be. Who could take Shark Repellent Bat Spray seriously?
It's one failing is that it was too successful. The show's legacy is a tragic example of Poe's law
. People mistook the parody Batman as the real Batman. And when I say people, I mean Hollywood executives. They kept making campy superhero movies afterwards thinking that's how comic books really work. The big problem is that they kept making campy superheroes well into the 90s.
I can hear the cries now, "What about the Chris Reeves' Superman and Michael Keaton's Batman? They weren't campy." You're right they weren't. And, I thought Batman was the world's greatest detective. If you look at their sequels, they became campy and bad, real bad. Joel Schumacher's Batman & Robin bad. Case Closed. (For those of you who have never seen the movie or repressed it, you're lucky.)
But, let's not focus on the negative. Put on your cowl and tights and do the Batusi. Then after your court mandated psychiatric evaluation, you can watch the stunt doubles fight and try to figure out who is more crazy, Batman or the Joker.
Bat-PS. It's Batman, old chum.