Trying out some Harleys. She actually came out a little too blonde in this first one now that I look at it-- I've always pictured her blond pigtails being as much of a manufactured identity as her costume. So first, Harleen Quinn, Arkham psychiatrist spending some time on the inside. Really, I find both Harleys to be incredibly sad. I mean, there's no more abusive relationship than a Joker relationship. At the same time, she's just so dang happy. You get the sense that her ridiculous affection for Mr. J is just so weird that Joker is the only one who could even potentially understand it, let alone go for it.
So Harley's a little rushed here and she doesn't look quite right, but I do kind of like how endearing she is (or is trying to be, at least). Harley's just not that intense-sexy. She's a mess and a screw-up and she'll kill you if she thinks it might be a good laugh... she's such a jumble of broken bits and I picture her getting pretty depressed and angry whenever she's forced to be rational or see any reality other than her preferred one. So naturally, it's much easier and much more fun to just go with the crazy. And for Batman and others, much safer to play along.
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