It's a bird! It's a plane! No, it's....well, you know who
I paid ten dollars to see "Superman Returns". Personally I think that is too much for a movie ticket, especially since I am still unemployed. I took the financial loss and hoped the movie would be worth it.
If the movie started and ended with the opening credits, the fast journey through the galaxies and John Williams' original score revamped, it would have been. However the movie lasted close to three hours.
I am not panning it entirely. There are a few good moments. For example, when Superman lived up to the movie title and, well, returned. In the nick of time.
Listen carefully when a news reporter says the name of another city familiar to comic book fans.
Brandon Routh is a convincing Superman but his clumsy Clark Kent is much like his silver screen predecessor Christopher Reeves. Mr. Routh does sound a little like Tom Cruise.
Kate Bosworth is 23 years old. It is hard to imagine her playing a character who is a die-hard, established journalist/ reporter with a five year old kid. I'd believe her as Lois if she was a graduate student at Metropolis U, majoring in Journalism.
In my opinion Kevin Spacey hasn't been in anything good since "American Beauty". Back in those days he was a great actor with tremendous range. Since then he appeared in bland, dull movies with no real story or plot. I was hoping that his turn as Lex Luthor would put him back on my good side. It hasn't.
At least the script wasn't filled with lame superhero cliches. The screenwriters did a decent job with the dialogue. The story is too long. They should have cut out a lot.
When I heard Superman's triumphant theme song as composed by John Williams in the theater today it reminded me of my youth. My brother and I used to play Superman with other children on our block. My grandmother made me a Superman cape. I had that and a pair of plastic yellow glasses. I was Clark Kent/ Superman. When I assumed the role of the reporter, I tossed on a loose fitting jacket which, when danger reared its ugly head, made the transition from Clark to Superman more real. Simply unzip the jacket throw it in a pile with the glasses and pretend to fly.
Even though my brother wore real glasses he wasn't allowed to play Superman, as per Mom's orders. There was a chance he'd break the glasses. So he was often Lex Luthor for one simple reason: he had a loud strong voice and did an excellent impersonation of Gene Hackman's "Miss Teschmacher!" The whole block could hear him.
As a movie it was a decent way to spend an afternoon. As an instigator towards a trip down memory lane it served its purpose, however unexpected, brilliantly.
If the movie started and ended with the opening credits, the fast journey through the galaxies and John Williams' original score revamped, it would have been. However the movie lasted close to three hours.
I am not panning it entirely. There are a few good moments. For example, when Superman lived up to the movie title and, well, returned. In the nick of time.
Listen carefully when a news reporter says the name of another city familiar to comic book fans.
Brandon Routh is a convincing Superman but his clumsy Clark Kent is much like his silver screen predecessor Christopher Reeves. Mr. Routh does sound a little like Tom Cruise.
Kate Bosworth is 23 years old. It is hard to imagine her playing a character who is a die-hard, established journalist/ reporter with a five year old kid. I'd believe her as Lois if she was a graduate student at Metropolis U, majoring in Journalism.
In my opinion Kevin Spacey hasn't been in anything good since "American Beauty". Back in those days he was a great actor with tremendous range. Since then he appeared in bland, dull movies with no real story or plot. I was hoping that his turn as Lex Luthor would put him back on my good side. It hasn't.
At least the script wasn't filled with lame superhero cliches. The screenwriters did a decent job with the dialogue. The story is too long. They should have cut out a lot.
When I heard Superman's triumphant theme song as composed by John Williams in the theater today it reminded me of my youth. My brother and I used to play Superman with other children on our block. My grandmother made me a Superman cape. I had that and a pair of plastic yellow glasses. I was Clark Kent/ Superman. When I assumed the role of the reporter, I tossed on a loose fitting jacket which, when danger reared its ugly head, made the transition from Clark to Superman more real. Simply unzip the jacket throw it in a pile with the glasses and pretend to fly.
Even though my brother wore real glasses he wasn't allowed to play Superman, as per Mom's orders. There was a chance he'd break the glasses. So he was often Lex Luthor for one simple reason: he had a loud strong voice and did an excellent impersonation of Gene Hackman's "Miss Teschmacher!" The whole block could hear him.
As a movie it was a decent way to spend an afternoon. As an instigator towards a trip down memory lane it served its purpose, however unexpected, brilliantly.