Rob dragged Christy and me to see this on Saturday night. It's not terrible. I found it to be smugly pretentious, but not insufferably so. I don't like Superman. Never have. He's too much of a goody-goody with a secret core of self-righteousness that just rubs me the wrong way. Seriously, fuck that guy.
The planet Krypton has exhausted all its natural resources and is on the verge of imploding. Jor-El (Russell Crowe) steals the collected DNA of his people and zaps it into the DNA of his newly-birthed son before shooting him in a rocket to the furthest edge of space. General Zod (Michael Shannon) is seriously pissed about this and vows revenge before being stuck with his followers in the Phantom Zone for space time-out. The alien lands on Earth and is raised by a farming family in Kansas. Pa Kent (Kevin Costner) teaches the boy that he needs to do everything he can to hide his otherworldliness from the Podunk hicks surrounding them, even if it means condemning a busload of children to a watery grave. Clark (Henry Cavill) grows up to be a drifter, never staying in one place very long because of his obsessive need to help people coupled with the paranoia of being recognized as "different". Ah, small town values. However, when the news hits that a spaceship has been discovered in the polar ice cap, he can't resist heading up there. Neither can nosy reporter Lois Lane (Amy Adams). After accidentally setting off a security feature and almost getting killed, Lois decides to track down her mysterious rescuer. Right about then, Zod shows up and spills the frijoles to the entire planet. He demands that the Kryptonian be turned over to him or else.
Christy and I couldn't stop giggling every time we saw his cape. Mostly because of this.
If you're a Superman fan, good luck with that inferiority complex, and you already know you'll enjoy it. Everyone else, it's a decent summer film so knock yourself out.
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