[T]he short version is that the guy credited with creating Batman was probably the person who did the least amount of work in that creation, while the people who did the heavy lifting never even got to put their names on the stories they created. It’s not just Bill Finger, of course — Dick Sprang, Jerry Robinson, Sheldon Moldoff, Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster, all those guys got screwed by Kane one way or the other — but while most of those guys thankfully lived long enough to be recognized for their work, Finger, the co-creator of Batman, died in obscurity without ever getting to claim his creation. Even today, you could read Batman comics for years and never see his name.
To be fair to everyone involved, I want to stress that this is in no way the fault of DC Comics. I’m pretty sure that everyone working over there would be more than happy to give Finger the credit he deserves, but thanks to Kane’s contract that specified that he would be credited as the sole creator of Batman until the end of time, they can’t. And the main reason for that, judging by reports from most of the people concerned, is that Finger was a great writer but an awful businessman, and Kane was a moderately talented artist who happened to be an evil genius.
The only thing I think Bob ever drew was when we'd be out somewhere, in a restaurant or someplace, and a pretty girl would come over to him and say, 'Are you really the man who draws Batman?' Then he could whip out a little sketch for her, a big sketch if she was wearing something low-cut and would bend over to watch him draw.
With 14 days left as of this writing, The Cape Creator campaign has raised just over half of its $12,000 goal, with rewards including copies of the film itself (naturally) as well as copies of books from the creators interviewed for the project.
In addition to the Finger family, the project also aims to include interviews with notable Batman contributors like Denny O’Neil, movie producer Michael Uslan, comics journalist Alan Kistler, and Marc Tyler Nobelman, author of Bill the Boy Wonder. No word yet on whether they’re planning on reaching out to the World’s Foremost Batmanologist (you know, me), but I’m willing to participate in a Stretch Goal that would involve me just angrily swearing about Bob Kane’s tombstone and that disgusting pack of lies he called an autobiography for at least ten minutes. Hit me up, y’all.
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