Superman and Manhunter aren't human and not subject to human law. Wonder Woman is a demigoddess who was made of clay by her mother (or alternatively, fathered by Zeus). Hawkman was also an alien, but originally the reincarnation of Egyptian prince Khufu--and thus subject to his birthright. If these silly ideas ever came to pass we'd have to make new laws or reinterpret old ones.
I feel I should preface the following to say that I believe your analogy is correct and it's what I too concluded. Oh, the feels. But as I watched it unfold, I had different thoughts:
Up until the final scene, I wondered if it was about dealing with depression--perhaps even severe. Uncaring passengers on the train of life, in a desolate land with just a hint of greenery; parents happy because they'd be better off without him; the kid himself representing his innocence, lost. The looming storm and ensuing wave of depression sweeps over and finally overwhelms him.
In a way, I guess it still could be this idea except that the wrecked car isn't his parents'--it's the one he suicidally jumped in front of. The final scenes are of him floating off into the Great Unknown even as paramedics try to save him.
While I think Axanar is being a little greasy (I contributed a small bit to Prelude to Axanar, but it was clear early on they wanted this to be their fan-funded livelihood) I could rant on and on about the USA copyright laws.
I'm envious of your canning skills. That's a lot of work! I think it was here I first read that carrots used to be purple. We tried to grow some of the modern purple variety a couple of years ago with mild success (probably wrong soil). It was a fun experiment, though.
Wow, that garden! Ours is just a small one of four heirloom tomato plants and around thirty green bean vines. Fortex pole beans, which are stringless, prolific, and can be eaten at almost any size. They're wonderful.
Up until the final scene, I wondered if it was about dealing with depression--perhaps even severe. Uncaring passengers on the train of life, in a desolate land with just a hint of greenery; parents happy because they'd be better off without him; the kid himself representing his innocence, lost. The looming storm and ensuing wave of depression sweeps over and finally overwhelms him.
In a way, I guess it still could be this idea except that the wrecked car isn't his parents'--it's the one he suicidally jumped in front of. The final scenes are of him floating off into the Great Unknown even as paramedics try to save him.
I think it was here I first read that carrots used to be purple. We tried to grow some of the modern purple variety a couple of years ago with mild success (probably wrong soil). It was a fun experiment, though.