They don't use weapons, but the confidence that their alter egos give them. They risk getting hurt every night, something that frightens their spouses, unless they join them on the mean streets. In Manhattan, one caped crusader chases a mammoth drug dealer out of Washington Square Park as his comrade videotapes everything. Another masked man carries a photograph of Kitty Genovese, an innocent woman who was beaten, raped and killed in 1964 NYC as her neighbours heard her screams and did nothing. Genovese, he explains, is why he risks his safety to help others.
Superheroes could dig a little deeper into the real lives of these crusaders and show them in action, other than talking to the camera. There isn't a sense of danger in what they do and so the overall film feels long. That said, you have to admire these costumed citizens for sacrificing their time helping others. They are truly an inspiration and as they say, they exist in an age where we hail celebrities, not heroes. (Theodore James Productions)