OK, we all know I love the Hulk. The green Goliath always held a soft spot in my heart, simply because as a kid, he was everything I wasn’t. Big, strong, and able to crush anything in his path.
When I got older, however, the story of the Hulk came to represent the battle that we all have, of suppressing the anger and hatred inside of us… and the constant conflict of doing the right thing, rather than just destroying everything around us.
Now that I’m a father, the Hulk now stands for both of these. I want to expose my sons to the things I loved as a kid, and enjoy the spectacle of a nine-foot green monster trashing tanks. But at the same time it’s important to me that they understand how important it is to control and be victorious over their own inner demons. And also that they need to understand that, even though sometimes we are all capable of destruction, we are also capable of greatness.
But tomorrow when we go see the Hulk movie, all I really want to watch Hulk smash stuff!
