birdman lying on the couch watching that great vacuum of american intelligence the tv there he is the man with birdwings powered by the rays of the sun and has a penchant for shouting his name BIIIIIIIIIIRDMAN! and his animal companion the hawk/condor/falcon/eagle, big huge & purple Avenger! SQUAAAWK! fighting terrorists but only in daylight so when the baddies attack in the dark or in the chill of night, birdman relies on his lavender avian, or his young sidekick BIIIIIIIIIIIRDBOY! to bail his feathered ass out cartoon much like life in late 20th century america, so stupid and pointless its funny