To Save American Judaism, Ban the Red Capes

How much of a geek am I? Let me count the ways: There is hardly an item in my wardrobe that is not emblazoned with a character from Star Wars, Dr. Who, Guardians of the Galaxy, or any number of pop culture properties favored by us mumbling obsessives. Mention any of the X-Men, and I could likely tell you more about them than I can about most members of my extended family. And if a Klingon sat on the stool next to mine in some bar, I would raise my glass and wish him ‘Iwllj Jachjaj, which loosely translates as L’Chaim and literally means May your blood scream. And yet, despite my particular predilections, or maybe because of them, I have an urgent request: Let’s make no more superhero movies. Let’s ban them, banish them, relegate them back to the same pit of despair where we keep Westerns and musicals and other forms of formerly popular entertainment unlikely to ever again feel the warmth of the limelight.