Quotes About Supervillain

I'd like to be a superhero or a supervillain in a huge action movie. I want to play, like, the Joker or something like that.

Doom is a classic supervillain, akin to the Phantom of the Opera. It's not about revenge so much as, like, 'I'm back - now watch this!' It all boils down to the music. The mask is a slight theme for people to enjoy, and it adds mystery.

If you're going to make a movie about a character who is a supervillain, it's fantastic to have a core sense of empathy for that character.

Bond Team could forget about secret-agenting in the field for a while. To begin with, they could hardly find their way around the school, let alone a supervillain's secret complex.

America's secret identity wasn't a superhero. Turns out it was a supervillain.

We became lazy, she said. For eight years we persuaded ourselves that the progressive, tolerant, adult America embodied by the president was what America had become, that it would just go on being like that. And that America is still there but the dark side was still there too, and it roared out of its cage and swallowed us. America's secret identity wasn't a superhero. Turns out it was a supervillain.

Everyone knows Spiderman is my favorite superhero of all time. My favorite supervillain? George W. Bush.

Obviously, being WWE Champion was my main goal in life, but when I started acting, the main thing I wanted to do was play a superhero or supervillain.

He was our Sauron, our Arawn, our Darkseid, our Once and Future Dictator, a personaje so outlandish, so perverse, so dreadful that not even a sci-fi writer could have made his ass up.

I took the jacket off, changed my T-shirt for a dark gray tank top, slipped on the tangle of the back sheath, and put the jacket on again. Thugs are us. Great. Just add a super-tight ponytail and loads of mascara, and I'd be ripe to play a supervillain's evil mistress. Ve haf vays of making you gif us your DNA sample.

Magneto is classically known for being, like, a caricature of a supervillain who gives a lot of speeches, likes to fly up, teach people a lesson, make society look at themselves.

What's it like working for Mr. Freeze?" "I was going to say the Penguin," Dinah said, "but people in Seattle don't carry umbrellas.

Hopefully, some supervillain threat will come down, and we will have to unite as a species and fire our nukes into the sun or something.

Now here he was, tailored iron-gray suit, thin maroon tie, a maroon handkerchief peeking out from his breast pocket. His oxblood wing tips gleamed. He looked like a supervillain or, worse, an upper-crust English spy, an openly promiscuous and functionally alcoholic heterosexual with an on-and-off-again messiah complex. It was the shoes, the way they were tied.