Essentially, I think the article discounts the merit of a regressive fantasy. Today’s comic book media complex is very involute. Characters often explicitly state these regressive elements, the sexual tension, and etc. It is novel for a while, especially when it is in vogue for a largely illiterate populace to rediscover matters of criticism that literature has always encompassed; but it is just as likely to become brittle and inbred as the big boob, prostitute, truncated demise tropes are.
Like I said, these are fair points that the author makes. It is, however, just as easy to point and laugh at someone that doesn’t seem to comprehend that they have not broken out of the aesthetic cycle, that they have failed to transcend, as it is to point and laugh at the latent homoeroticism of 300. All that being said, these are comic books, and I stopped reading them when I stopped getting pimples for good reason.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have to watch grown men dribble a leather ball around and act like every foul called against them is a grievous insult to blood and legacy.
Of course that's a reductive, unsympathetic view on what she's saying - but so is her approach to Miller. Perhaps she'll come up with a positive, expansive direction for comics to go in, one that makes for a richer and more deeply textured world rather than one that flattens all characters into the superficially-diverse-but-deeply-identical mold. But that's not the direction I've generally seen from people saying things like this.