CW’s recent superhero crossover, an alien invasion story spanning the shows Supergirl, The Flash, Arrow and Legends of Tomorrow, is the kind of goofy, exciting, carefree storytelling that’s usually written in action figures and movie soundboard beat boxing. Creepy aliens, time travel, space travel, lasers, fire, explosions and a variable toy box of heroes and villains make the Invasion crossover a sight to behold.Despite their success (what was once just Arrow has now spun-off into four different shows airing four nights a week) it’s still remained easy for some to roll their eyes at CW’s DC lineup. It’s not held in the same esteem as the likes of Game of Thrones or even Netflix’s various Marvel series. But unlike Game of Thrones and Netflix’s various Marvel Series, the DCW isn’t tailor-made for the world weary TV-MA audience. It’s for everyone.
I couldn’t help but chuckle when the heroes of the DCW were commended by the President of the United States in full superhero attire, but there was a part of me that has rarely shown itself since I turned 12 that absolutely, unapologetically, unequivocally loved it. The DCW is everything DC’s films struggle so hard to capture. They’re everything DC Comics are aiming to recapture with their new Rebirth initiative. They’re uplifting and exciting and fun and they never wink at the audience for it. There isn’t an ounce of irony in the performances of these characters. They are absolutely going for it.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Stephen Amell’s Oliver Queen is the the Robert Downey Jr. of the DC Universe, and the performances that have followed in his wake have followed his example.
But you aren’t going to see any of these shows on year end lists. You aren’t going to hear about Stephen Amell pulling $50 million. I’ve yet to heard of any angry positions insisting the cast and crew who commit so fully and enthusiastically to these roles, ludicrous as they may be, have been robbed by the Emmys. No one’s going to reference Arrow in a think piece on prestige television.
Watching the likes of Firestorm and The Flash stand next to the President I couldn’t shake the feeling that it was something monumental for popular culture to come.
If I were a betting man I’d wager that the DCW circa 2016 is comparable to Star Trek in 1968.
The people writing blogs and tweeting and think piecing and compiling Best of 2016 lists for major publications aren’t the vessels through which these shows’ influence will be felt. These are shows a family could watch together, think pieces are for shows with orgies. But the kids who get sent to bed at 8:45 on Sunday night just might be a different story. Maybe no one at your office is talking about the Invasion crossover, but I’m willing to bet people on the playground are.
Sure kids love Iron Man and Batman, but Green Arrow, The Flash and Supergirl are the heroes that are in their home, week to week. They’re the Adam Wests, William Shatners and Linda Carters of the day.
Watching the Invasion Crossover bob and weave through the characters and story threads of four different television shows I couldn’t shake the feeling that the event was bigger than I could appreciate, that across the country there were ten year olds in their living rooms just losing their shit like nobody’s business.
The DCW is far from obscure television, but it’s playing the long game. Despite its current popularity I’d be shocked if NPR ran a story about the Invasion crossover, but I won’t be surprised to hear the creative forces behind the genre fiction of tomorrow citing these characters and stories as a major influence.