R.I.P. Adam West

My house, when I was a ten year old, was a “Stop laughing, Daddy, this is serious!” house. The program in question was “Batman,” and I took it VERY seriously. Every Thursday morning at school we would debate how in the world the dynamic duo was going to get out of the situation they were trapped in the previous night. I remember getting it right exactly one time: when the Joker had Batman and Robin strapped into electric chairs, and I properly guessed that they’d be saved by a blackout, just like the one in New York.

Many, many years later I stumbled over Batman repeats on Nickelodeon. Batman and Robin had just walked into Gotham Library, searching for the Riddler. The startled librarian said, “Batman and Robin! What are you doing here?” Batman said, “We’re wondering if you’ve seen any strange looking people here today.” Rather than provide the obvious response–“You mean besides you?”–the librarian said, “Whatever do you mean?” Robin said, “We’re looking for a man wearing a green leotard with big black question marks.” The librarian thought about this a moment and said, “I don’t recall seeing anyone like that. But you know, so many people come and go here during the day.” And I burst out laughing and realized that, Oh my God, it was a comedy. I immediately felt terrible for all the times I’d shushed my dad.

And the great comedian who led it all was Adam West. Developing a pitch-perfect deadpan years before Leslie Neilsen perfected it in Airplane!, West was my generation’s Batman. He didn’t speak in a gravelly, threatening voice, and every cop loved him. He wasn’t “The Batman.” He was just Batman. More serious comics fans may have despised him since he effectively kiddified the character, but I was a kiddie, so I loved it. West effectively disappeared from the scene and fans did their best to forget him, but in more recent years nostalgia (and a handful of bad Batman films) spurred retrospective adoration for the original series, which finally spawned DVD releases, memorial books and TV movies, and even a recent animated special.

I had the honor to speak with West at various conventions and always found him to be quite patient and charming. I’d loved to have been able to spend more time with him, to tell him how much his TV series meant to me. But I doubt I needed to because he probably heard it a million times.

Rest well, Caped Crusader.

PAD