“I don’t know, Joe,” Sammy said. ”I’d like to think we could do something like that. But come on. This is just, I mean, we’re talking about comic books.”
“Why do you look at it that way, Sammy?” Rosa said. ”No medium is inherently better than any other.” Belief in this dictum was almost a requirement for residence in her father’s house. ”It’s all in what you do with it.”
“No, that’s not right. Comic books actually are inferior.” Sammy said. ”I really do believe that. It’s-it’s just built in to the material. We’re talking about a bunch of guys-and a girl-who run around in their long johns punching people, all right? If the Parnassus people make this Escapist serial, believe me, it’s not going to be any Citizen Kane. Not even Orson Welles could manage that.”
“You’re just making excuses, Clay,” Bacon said, taking them all by surprise but no one more than Sammy, who had never heard his friend sound so serious. ”It’s not comic books that you think are inferior, it’s you.”
Michael Chabon, from The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay