I am weary of movies with gentile action heroes with Christian values, working in cooperation with the supercapitalistic non-empathy system. Superman? Sure, born Kalel, which is vaguely based on Hebrew, but raised as a corn-fed Christian. Batman? (with or without Robin) is as milk & cookies Christian as they come. And don't get me started on Spiderman, IronMan, and all the rest. Invented by Jews to reassure the Christians--Jews are just like you, only more so.
Do these Superheroes ever celebrate Jewish holidays? Do they pikeach nefesh for working on Holy Days? Do they ever talk about the ethics of our faith? I don't think so. And--note--most Superheroes don't have real weapons--they have superpowers. Superman, Spiderman--no guns. Not even a bow and arrow. Well, maybe Batman. He and Wonderwoman have many splendid toys which they use. None which cause fatalities. They catch the evildoers and turn them over to the authorities.
Jews have never been accepted in America and it looks like we never will be. It wasn't until I read "ALL OF A KIND FAMILY" that I read about Jews who knew they were Jews, who celebrated Jewish holidays and went to Public Schools and used Public Libraries. On the other hand, these families lived in Jewish enclaves and didn't seem to encounter gentiles on a routine basis. Except maybe as public school teachers. Even then, I'm not sure. Not until college, when I read "CALL IT SLEEP," do I encounter a young Jewish boy routinely interacting with Gentiles, wondering with agony whether or not he was allowed to eat gentile food, and noticing how different it was. Not until I read "CALL IT SLEEP" do I encounter a young Jewish boy who had an overprotective, smothering mother and a raging bull father. Encountering him was always a slow simmer of rage and peril. There is a plot point about this. I'll say no more.
What about our mythic heroes--the Golem, a human made out of clay (like a dreidel, like the original Adam). Rabbi Loew places the correct word on his forehead, as off he goes, saving the Jews, until the word is erased. We need him more than ever now, especially in America. Since clay doesn't bleed, he would be impermeable to machine guns and bombs. Only his creator can defeat him, by removing the word. Since clay is sexless, Golem can be male, female, intersex. Golem's only purpose is to save the Jews, not to get some. Clay never hungers. Clay has no desire. Clay just saves the Jews, as was intended by its creator. When anti-semitism is destroyed, the magical word can be erased and golem placed back in its case, until the next time.
The Golem: superpower--the word. Protected by: The shield of David (which is what the rest of the world would call a Jewish star). Protected life: Chai. (Not the tea). Imagine--weapons being hurled at this figure. Raises the shield of David and all weapons bounce harmlessly off, impotent, to the ground. "Am Yisrael Chai," as the shield is raised (All Israel is One). "Ani Maariv" (I believe).
The Golem's staff: Dybukks--Spirits of the Dead who are attracted to the idea of vengeance against the representatives of those who harmed them--Proud Boys. Oathkeepers. Nazis of a New Day, New Time. But old hatreds. Old ideologies.
And what about a staff of dybbuks? Whose to say they have to be evil to the Jews. Just evil to those who would harm them. Could golem command dybbuks? Why not? Fantasy knows no boundaries. Dybbuks, being spirits of the departed, also are invulnerable to earthly insults. Dybbuks could be the spirits of those who were harmed by anti-semites--those who perished in the Holocaust. Those who perished in the Inquisition. Those who perished at the hands of Bismarck.
They go out to those who would harm the Jews and inhabit their bodies and drive them mad, or to the Golem, who renders them harmless. "Nice organization you have here. Shame that you worship an evil god. Learn how you have wronged us and repent. Or you can share the fate of your forebears." Imagine an Oathkeeper trying to stop the others from doing evil. "Wait. Is this really who we are? Maybe we're the bad guys here." Like Haman, they are hoisted on their own petards.
Where is the illustrator who can pitch Golem comics to a publisher? Where is our Bob Kane. Where is our Stan Lee?