Over on the COMICS JOURNAL website, female cartoonist Sarah Boxer made this statement about Jack Kirby's work:
That's her opinion and she's entitled to it. Rather than just reacting to Boxer's opinion, though, I'm curious:I’ve been watching the Kirby lovefest from the sidelines — not with envy, but with a kind of fascination. Why I can’t I dive in? Why does my son want to? (I see a superhero comics fan in the making and I am horrified but interested too.) There must be a reason. Hatfield’s chapter “How Kirby Changed the Superhero” speaks to the point. And it also seems to explain my physical revulsion for almost all of the Kirby superheroes except, perhaps, the Silver Surfer, a giant phallus on a surfboard.
How, if at all, would woman-type female fans here defend the work of Kirby from a feminine, or feminist, perspective?