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Superheroes on the Couch
A Psychoanalytic Speculation
Peter
Parker leaps to mind at once. If ever there was a superhero in need
of analysis, he's it. But never fear: your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man
will emerge from this session with all his endearing hang-ups entact.
We might find out something about the psychological roots of his problems,
but we'll keep Peter's psyche as riddled by doubts and misgivings as
ever. The kind of psychoanalysis I want to engage in here is the kind
that attempts to discover in what ways superheroes appeal to us through
our subconscious.
In literary circles, the game is called
psychoanalytic criticism. While I don't want to fog the windows by exploring
all the implications of psychoanalytic criticism at this sitting, the
major tenets of the theory doubtless need a brief rehearsal. So if you'll
bear with me for a couple of ruthlessly theoretical paragraphs, I promise
you some fascinatingly scandalous revelations later on.
Most of us in these enlightened times
accept the notion that we have subconscious (or unconscious) mental
lives and that the preoccupations of our subconscious have some affect
on our conscious behavior. In the cavern of our subconsciousness
is collected the residue of our earliest imaginings and cravings—libidinous
impulses seeking instant gratification and the shadowy phantoms of infantile
fantasies. As we grow through infancy, we discover that many of the
impulses of the Id are not socially acceptable, and so in an unconscious
effort to placate society, we learn to control these impulses—and in
the process, we acquire a conscience or Superego. Our control is usually
achieved through compromise: we substitute or sublimate for the forbidden
desires of the Id some acceptable alternatives. But however much control
we gain in this way, the secret desires remain—and so do the shadowy
phantoms of the fantasies by which as infants we granted our secret
wishes.
Psychoanalytic criticism assumes that
in the plot structures and characterizations of literature are shapes
and intentions that vaguely echo those of the fantasies in our subconscious.
When we encounter these configurations in literature, the emotions associated
in our subconscious with the fantasies are activated, and their resonances
affect our conscious response to what we read. Thus we are all still
Jung and easily Freudened, and as our conscious desires are satisfied by the
working out of plot, so are our parallel but forbidden subconscious
wishes gratified. Our conscious emotional responses are thereby reinforced
by subconscious responses. Or, if subconscious wishes are not gratified
in conscious plot resolutions, the resulting disharmony undermines our
conscious satisfaction and leaves us vaguely unhappy with a story's
outcome.
The experience, they say, can be theraputic: as we consciously follow the turnings and twistings of plot, we subconsciously indulge otherwise forbidden
desires, and their vicarious gratification temporarily exorcises them
from our system (or renders them less potent for the nonce). From all
of this, it is probably obvious that what this country needs most is
a good five-cent analyst. And what comes next is but my humble contribution—about
2 cents' worth.
To begin with the obvious: most comic
book superheroes are split personalities. On the one hand, they are
highly visible public figures, all-powerful fighters against crime and
evil. On the other, each one has a private personality—a "secret
identity" of modest and unassuming dimensions. In most instances,
the private personality is the "real" person: it is this identity
that has a personal history (birth, parents, education, livelihood,
etc.). The private person usually becomes a superhero through some accident
by which he acquires special powers or through special training of some
kind. After that, the superhero is arguably as "real" as the
private personality.
The essential quality of the dual identity,
however, remains constant with virtually all superheroes: the identification
of the superhero as the private personality (or vice versa) by the public
at large is to be prevented at all costs. Various reasons are advanced
by way of justifying the vigilant effort necessary for maintaining the
secret connection between a superhero's two identities. Most of them
can be reduced to a single assertion: the effectiveness of the superhero
in combating crime and evil would be impaired if everyone knew he were
"really" such-and-such a private individual. His family or
his beloved or his nieces and uncles and his aunts—all would become
targets for the bad guys, who might threaten them with bodily harm unless
the hero gives up his crusade for Truth and Justice. This supposition
is almost wholly unsupported by any real-life experience. No police
officers in real life wear masks to protect their families from vengeful
acts by their criminal quarry. But such considerations are irrelevant
to the psychic function of the superhero and his dual identity.
Whether justifiable or not, the circumstance
of most superheroes is that their dual identities must be kept secret.
And the fervent protection of that secret casts an evocative shadow
across the responding subconscious of every reader. In its largest dimension,
protecting that dual identity looks to the responding subconscious very
much like guarding a guilty secret. It is as if all the private personalities
who are also superheroes must keep their identities as superheroes secret
because those identities are somehow forbidden or unacceptable aspects
of their personalities.
If we translate this situation into
psychological terms, the subconscious reasons for maintaining the secret
become clear. In their guises as super-powerful crime-fighters, most
superheroes are rampantly aggressive. In the human subconscious, aggression
is associated with acts that are usually forbidden—acts performed out
of a desire to satisfy the powerful cravings of the Id for some object
or gratification that civilized society would rather that people satisfy
in other, sublimated, ways. Moreover, although superheroes act nominally
in the name of law and order, most of them work outside the forces of
law and order—and, indeed, they violate the systematic procedures of
law enforcement as they bring their foes to "justice." (No
superhero, for instance, is much concerned about the constitutional
rights of the criminals he pursues.) In flouting customary law enforcement
procedures, superheroes defy the dictates of society (shorthand for
the strictures of conscience or Superego). In their customary endeavors,
then, superheroes are tainted by two characteristics normally associated
in the subconscious with forbidden behavior: they are excessively aggressive,
and they challenge authority. Thus, it would seem that the secret identity
that is being protected so guiltily by those private persons who are
also superheroes is an aspect of human personality—the aspect that seeks
gratification without regard for propriety or decorum or duly constituted
authority: the Id, that well-spring of libidinous desire that bubbles
beneath consciousness.
Whenever a superhero dons his colorful
battle garb and goes forth to "fight crime," he is also indulging
in a subconscious act of wish-fulfillment—a libidinous desire to lash
out against all the restricting and confining social mores that are
normally internalized in conscience (Superego). His headlong aggression,
his very nearly lawless acts of violence, symbolize both defiance
and desire: usually forbidden, such acts represent the indulgences that
the Id yearns for. With every blow he strikes in the name of justice,
the superhero satisfies at the same time the unconscious cravings of
the Id for freedom from the dictates of the controlling Superego. Unlike
the rest of us, the superhero overtly indulges his forbidden desires.
And that is the guilty secret.
But the superhero's acts of violence
represent more than generalized libidinous indulgence. As Leslie Fiedler observed years ago (New York Times Book Review, September 5, 1976), there is an element
of sexuality in superheroics. Comic books
began for Fiedler, both personally and historically, in the late 1920's
as 8-page bibles—those irreverent assaults on conventional morality
that depicted popular comic strip characters in orgies of sexual fantasy.
The "respectable second start" made by comic books in the
late 1930's appealed, Fiedler says, to the same appetites as had the
8-pagers—except that the essentially violent sexuality of the Tijuana
bibles was transformed into its more acceptable version, physical violence
in the name of law and order. Thus the exploits of Superman were just
as "essentially phallic, horrific, and magical" as Tillie
the Toiler and Mac's "sexual acts beyond the scope" of Fiedler's
12-year-old fantasies a few years before.
Fiedler's notion receives support in
the graphic conventions of superhero comics. The depiction of superheroic anatomy is markedly sexual. Every muscle is drawn
as if it were flexed to the utmost, suggesting the turgid phallus aroused
for sexual activity. Moreover, aggression is itself a characteristic
of phallic behavior in the human subconscious—and the sexual act is
unconsciously perceived as an act of violence. (Batman, incidentally,
was initially a creature of the night, who
did "violent deeds under cover of darkness"—an almost perfect
description of the "primal scene" as Freud calls the sexual
encounter as envisioned by subconscious infantile imagination.) According
to Freud, the sex act seems itself a guilty secret because its precise
nature is somehow kept from infants' knowledge for as long as possible.
The reason for maintaining at all cost the secret of the superhero's
dual identity now emerges in all its urgency: among the forbidden desires
that the superhero indulges is the craving for genital sexuality.
None of this indulgence appears blatantly,
of course. Like most unconscious wish-fulfillments, the subconscious
nature of the superhero's activity is protected, disguised, by the mask
of its more socially acceptable aspects. And here, in the usual fashion
of subconscious fantasy figures, the superhero becomes a self-contradictory
personality: his mask of acceptable behavior contradicts or denies the
unconscious motivations for his acts. His acts of aggressive violence
are performed in the name of good—of law, order, country, and decency.
(Even so, the superhero's gratification of forbidden desires is, like
all such forbidden behavior, punished: he often receives as many blows
from his opponents as he gives them.) As a force for
law and order (however lawless he may sometimes be), the superhero partakes
of the character of the Superego. He is an authority figure,
whose behavior (insofar as it suggests patriotism and championship of
the law) is held up as inspirational. In this aspect of his complex
make-up, the superhero is part father-figure—the authority figure who
is to be both imitated and obeyed.
Viewed from a psychological perspective,
comic book superheroes are seen as intricate mechanisms of the subconscious,
devices which permit the otherwise prohibited gratification of libidinous
desires while at the same time posing as socially acceptable figures
of lawful respectability. In this regard, according to psychoanalytic
literary criticism, superheroes enact the same kinds of unconscious
fantasies as any other fictional creation. There is nothing remarkable
about the seemingly contradictory unconscious function of a comic book
superhero. Nor is there anything threatening or dangerous. A reader of
comic books responds unconsciously to the fantasies represented by superheroes
just as he does to the fantasies underlying literary fiction in general.
His vicarious engagement in this kind of fantasy acts as a harmless
outlet for the subtle expression of his own similar unconscious impulses
and desires—forbidden impulses and desires that he shares with all human
beings.
With the foregoing as background, let
me now try to shed some light on one of the more fascinating questions
to have been raised about one superhero. In the Great Comic Book Heroes (Dial, 1965), Jules Feiffer poses an intriguing question
about Superman. Superman, he observes, is really Superman; Clark Kent is the phony. So why does Superman reject the woman
Clark loves?
If we rely on commonly offered explanations
of Superman's appeal, we find that Feiffer
has posed an irreconcilable problem. We are all Clark Kents,
goes the reasoning, scorned by the girls we love so passionately. The
Superman legend reassures us. We are better than we seem to be: under
our mild-mannered exteriors, we are really supermen. As such, we are
admired and loved by the Lois Lanes of the world. At this point, the
Superman formula ceases to work as reassurance. In order to be entirely
reassuring, it would seem that somehow Lois Lane and Superman/Clark Kent must be brought together. Either
Superman must acknowledge a love for Lois, or Lois must find out that
Clark is really Superman. Either development would bring about the happy solution
to our romantic dreams. But neither happens. Until
quite recently. For most of Superman's four-color life, for decades
of it, he pretends he has no particular feeling for Lois; and Lois remains
ignorant of his secret identity as Clark. And so, for
decades, since Clark never gets his girl (and his girl never gets the object
of her affections), the usual explanation of Superman's appeal does
the reverse of what it purports to do. Instead of relieving adolescent
frustration through reassurance, it compounds that frustration by preventing
a happy romantic resolution. A psychoanalysis
of the situation yields a more satisfactory conclusion.
Feiffer's
question obscures the issue somewhat by emphasizing the "real"identity of Superman/Clark Kent. That the "real"
Superman rejects the object of his "phony" self's affections
seems puzzling. But as I implied earlier, the question of which identity
of a superhero is "real" is largely immaterial; the essential
fact is the splitting of the whole personality.
The splitting of the Superman personality
gives our drama three actors. And the Superman/Clark Kent/Lois Lane relationship suggests with a triangulation all too
familiar to the subconscious the classical Oedipal
situation. The Oedipus complex involves a son and his father in competition
for possession of the mother. Here, the powerful and authoritative Superman
represents the father, the unassuming Clark serves as son,
and Lois acts as the mother for whose affections they compete. (Although
Superman professed no romantic interest in Lois for years, she nonetheless
loves him, so Clark is forced into competition with Superman regardless
of Superman's supposed feelings.) The Oedipal desires in the Superman
formula are indulged by balancing the hero's two identities against
each other, letting one give expression to the impulse that the other
disapproves of (or tries to ignore).
Like other superheroes, Superman is
both Superego and Id. As an agent for lawful behavior, Superman functions
with the authority of the Superego, the social conscience. And in his
role as father in the Oedipal triangle, he
duplicates the same function. But he's also the powerful Id, clamoring
to achieve its forbidden desires. In the subconscious, the Id is the
real "self" from which we are alienated by the control of
the Superego, which forces us to play harmless Clark Kent roles. Superman as father figure is beloved by wife/mother
Lois; Clark as son is rejected by her as an incestuous lover. Superman
as Superego must reject Lois' love for the same reason that she rejects
Clark's: he can't love his mother. But as Id obliged by Superego
to assume a harmless identity, Superman, as Clark, can express his otherwise
forbidden desire for Lois—without the fear of punishment since he subconsciously
knows that she will spurn him (as a good mother should under these incestuous
circumstances). Complicated,
I know—and confusing. In the shadowy Subconscious, the roles being played
out shift back and forth, first enacting one fantasy, then the other,
exchanging characteristics freely to suit whatever imagined threats
loom. The unconscious defensive maneuvers built into the Superman mythos
permit indulgence of the Oedipal impulse but only when it is expressed
through the identity least likely of consummating the desire: harmless
Clark Kent is as non-sexual as Superman is phallic, so Clark's expression
of desire for Lois cannot be interpreted as incestuous sexual craving.
The answer to Feiffer's question is that Superman rejects the woman Clark loves for the same reasons as the superhero guards his secret dual identity.
In keeping his superhero identity secret, the superhero's private personality
denies that he is gratifying the prohibited desires of his libidinous
impulses. Superman's rejection of Lois acts as a denial of Oedipal,
sexual, desires.
The psychoanalytic explanation for
the appeal of the Superman mythos seems more valid to me than the conventional
reassurance explanation that I outlined earlier because it is ultimately
satisfying to a reader—not frustrating. The reader whose unconscious
sympathies are engaged with Superman is allowed to indulge a romantic
vision of himself as an attractive male—a circumstance that is socially
forbidden in its unrestrained sexual aspect. At the same time, the Superman
fantasy is structured to deny that it is indulging any such idea. In
effect, the Superman formula is a perfect cover for thinking "dirty
thoughts."
And then we have Spider-Man, the modern
prototypical hero with hang-ups. At the core of Peter Parker's difficulties
is his ambivalence about being Spider-Man: sometimes he likes being
a superhero; sometimes, he hates it. Other superheroes these days may
suffer the same attacks of uncertainty, but they are mostly following
in Peter's footsteps. So it is safe to say that no other superhero consistently
expresses as a part of his personality as decided a dislike for his
super identity as does poor Peter. And that's odd.
Peter's dislike for Spider-Man is often
tinged with vague feelings of guilt: his superheroic
preoccupations take him away from Aunt May who needs him, and they prevent
him from providing for her more adequately. On the face of it, there's
nothing suspicious about the guilt—on either conscious or subconscious
levels. After all, if the activity of the superhero identity represents
subconsciously an indulgence of the forbidden wishes of the Id, we might
expect some guilt feelings to accompany that indulgence. But as I said
before, the pummeling a superhero receives from his foes usually represents
on the subconscious level enough "punishment" for gratifying
secret forbidden desires. But not with Spider-man. Peter's dislike is too intense—his
guilt too pronounced—to be assuaged or expiated in the usual manner.
It is as if the "crime" for which he feels guilty were somehow
greater, more heinous, than other superheroes' crimes. And so, in fact,
it is—when we discover the subconscious underpinnings of the Spider-Man
formula.
Peter Parker is plagued so unremittingly
by guilt because he killed his father. Yes, once again we come to Oedipus'
door. When Peter dons his Spider-Man costume, he—like all superheroes—gratifies
general libidinous impulses. But Spider-Man to Peter also represents
the murderer of his father, and in being reminded of that, Peter carries
an extra burden of guilt.
It was Christopher Melchert, long a student of
this medium, who first brought to my attention the Oedipal
roots of the Peter Parker/Spider-Man personality. His examination of
Spider-Man (in his apa
zine GOBS No. 3,
1973) is more comprehensive than mine here: he explores Spider-Man's
relationship with other characters in the context of his Oedipal situation.
I'm focusing on only one aspect of the Oedipal dilemma, and I see it
from a slightly different perspective than Melchert
(there being different ways of applying psychoanalysis to literary creations),
but I'm nonetheless indebted to him.
The Oedipal triangle in the Superman
formula stresses the competitive nature of the situation; in Spider-Man,
the guilt associated with the Oedipus complex is emphasized. In the
classical Oedipus situation, the son is not only in competition with
his father for his mother: the son also desires the death of his father
so that the mother will be entirely his. Aunt May and Uncle Ben are
the only mother and father Peter Parker has ever known. As Spider-Man,
Peter declined to help police apprehend a burglar; and later, that burglar
killed Uncle Ben. The death of Uncle Ben represents to the subconscious
the gratification of a forbidden impulse—the granting of one of the
secret wishes of the Oedipus complex. Moreover, since Spider-Man is
virtually an accomplice in the murder of Peter's father figure, he is
as guilty of murder as the burglar—particularly in the subconscious.
One does not slay his father, even if only in the subconscious, without
feeling guilty. And here the murder is accomplished in real, conscious
terms: the actual fact represents the ultimate fulfillment of a subconscious
desire. No wonder Peter feels so much guilt.
Ostensibly, Spider-man becomes a crime-fighter
after Uncle Ben's death because Peter realizes that "with great
power must also come ... great responsibility." His powers must
be used for the public good. On the subconscious level, Spider-Man as
Superego takes up the fight against the lawless in order to atone for
the crime he committed as Id. But his crime is too great; apparently just fighting
outlaws isn't penance enough. He can't be so easily redeemed or forgiven.
Nor can he, by simply fighting crime, deny his own criminality. So Peter
Parker is doomed to be plagued by guilt feelings forever after. Not
only that, but as Spider-Man he is publicly branded a criminal, his
guilt proclaimed to one and all.
Peter's dislike for Spider-Man grows
out of his guilt about what his secret identity as done in so blatantly
satisfying one of the forbidden Oedipal urges. The subconscious fantasy
in the Spider-Man formula lies much closer to the surface than in the
fantasy configurations of many superheroes. And in the guilt and ambivalence
about superheroics, Peter Parker/Spider-Man expresses more explicitly
than most other superheroes the disturbing feelings that are subconsciously
associated with indulging libidinous drives. So great is the guilt and
so disturbing the feelings that they are not balanced in Spider-Man
(as in so many other superheroes) by the sense of satisfaction that
subconsciously results from allowing the Id its rebellious pleasure
in superheroic rampages. And so Spider-Man reigns as the last
word in guilt-ridden superheroes. And Peter somehow learns to live with
it.
As I mentioned a while ago, the reader's
subconscious responds sympathetically to the fantasies it sees below
the surface of conscious literature. To some extent, our satisfaction
is greater when a literary creation closely approximates our own psychological
state. And in this connection, it is provocative to speculate about
the popularity of Spider-Man in the sixties and the popularity of Superman
in earlier decades.
Sociological psychology is scarcely
my field, but consider the fact that when Spider-Man first appeared,
we were in the midst of an uprising of American youth—particularly on
college campuses, where Spider-Man found a new audience for Marvel Comics.
Youth always rebels against its elders, but one could say with some
justification that many of those growing up in the sixties were more
overtly rebellious than their fathers and mothers were when they grew
up. Rebellion against the establishment is, psychologically, an assault
on the controlling Superego. Subconsciously that rebellion creates guilt
(perhaps consciously too). Perhaps Spider-Man became as popular as he
did at the time because the Spider-Man mythos provided his youthful
readers with a vicarious way of dealing with their guilt—by facing it
subconsciously in fantasy and by seeing how one guilt-ridden Peter Parker
managed his guilt, compensated for it, and lived with it.
On the other hand, the Superman formula,
which emphasized the competitive aspect of the Oedipal
situation rather than the guilt associated with indulging its impulses,
was doubtless better suited to earlier decades when youthful readers
more willingly accepted from their elders the validity of the traditional
American ethic championing competition.
No: nothing startling in those sociological
observations, I suppose. But sociology has been described before this
as the science of battering down open doors. Besides, two Oedipus complexes
in one session are probably excitement enough. In any event, I see that
our time is up for today: the receptionist will have your bill ready
for you on the way out.
(An earlier version
of this essay appeared in The Comics Journal. Actually, it was this essay that appeared there; I've changed only
a few words here and there.)
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