I forgot, we went to see Superman Returns a couple of weeks ago. In short, it was superb. Brandon Routh is such an amazing Superman, he plays it just as I wanted it to be played (ie, just like Christopher Reeve; and he is such a spit for Reeve that it's a shame they couldn't get a more Lois-like Lois). Spacey was a very good, if more sinister, Lex Luthor (Criminal Genius). The story apparently follows on from Superman II, but five years later; no reference is made to earlier events such as Zod or the bizarre things that took place in II and, dear oh dear, IV. But the fact that Luthor went to the Fortress of Solitude, and the fact that Superman and Lois had a thing going on, well, that was in there. How does Superman react to Lois having moved on with her life? Well, he's only Kryptonian. But the fact she has moved on and married none other than Cyclops from the X-Men (whose character is just as much of a pussy), well, Supes, that's gotta hurt, that's gotta be like Kryptonite to the balls. There's a lot of parallel with Superman I, though - in fact in many ways, this is a remake, plot-wise. And with liberal use of the classic original score, as well as the original style opening credits, you are always reminded that this is a Superman movie, not your Lois'n'Clark or Smallville stuff, this is the real deal, with better effects than before. And when Superman actually returns, wow, all I can say is do not see that on a little TV screen from some dodgy pirate dvd you bought off a Chinese woman in Holloway, see it on the Big Screen, pay the extra - it is worth it. Superman holding a commercial aeroplane in the middle of a crowded Baseball stadium - how all-American can you get? I could just feel the post 9-11 US smiling, wishing that superman really would come back, kick a few terr'rist butts and get rid of king george while you're at it. Mind you, there is one bit where he is floating in space, listening to everything on the planet, everybody's conversations, everybody's pleas for help, and you can't help but think that the NSA would love this guy working for them. I did find one scene in particular to be, well, irresponsible. Clark is drowning his sorrows in a bar with Jimmy Olsen (he may have been drinking Kestrel Super, so he should have been on a Burnt Oak park bench). Anyway, he's there getting as drunk as a Kryptonian can, and straight away afterwards he's out there flying. Drinking and flying. FUI. Now come on, Superman, what kind of message is that to give to kids? Buzzed flying is drunk flying too, you know.
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14.7.06 02:01
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