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Check out Ebert's review for Superman Returns (link goes to website's frontpage, as review contains spoilers). It's like he saw a completely different film. Joyless? Lacking charisma? I can't imagine anyone seeing anything like that in this film.
Saw Superman Returns tonight. Awesome. Bryan Singer completely knew how to play my inner Superman fanboy, especially using those opening title credits. I was grinning like an idiot every time John Williams familiar Superman theme played. ( Singer has made a true sequel to the first two Superman films... and it's fairly brilliant. )
Have Cape, Will Fly
Jun. 27th, 2006 05:59 pmThey blocked off my usual route to/from work a few weeks back to do some construction on the local convention center, so I've been taking a different (and actually speedier) way. It takes me through the Arizona Center, one of those outdoor malls that rarely have things of interest to geeks like myself. Important to the story, however, is that the Arizona Center also houses the AMC Arizona Center 24 multiplex. I glance at the Now Showing board whenever I pass, considering the various options presented in cheerfully sinister red LEDs. There's never anything worthwhile -- I gave up on modern cinema long ago.
However, today I found something that made me pause. SUPERMAN R - 10:00. It sounded like an anime sequel series, but my clever frontal lobe deduced that this must be that new film Superman Returns directed by Bryan Singer and starring some guy from Iowa (Iowans always track those who escaped and became famous -- it gives us hope).
"Say," I said to myself (remarkably the conversation was restrained inside my head -- these things usually become performance pieces). "Isn't that coming out tomorrow?"
"Yes," I replied, cheery enough to put me on edge. "It is. You would be a very special boy if you were to see it early."
"But I have no assurance of transportation there and back," I countered, sullen and spiteful.
"If you think about it, you could buy two tickets and wave them enticingly at someone. Say, for instance, your girlfriend."
"Oh," I said. I hadn't thought of that. "I hadn't thought of that."
"That's why you have me," I beamed. "You're a schmuck."
With that, I sallied forth, purchased two tickets whilst simultaneously flirting with the ticket girl (an incident I've only just gotten around to informing myself of), and prepared to take a loss on two tickets to the superhero event of the summer. Excepting, of course, those other superhero events of the summer. They might be equally eventful.
If you're looking for a point to my story, it's this. I have tickets to see Superman Returns at 10. I may not be going, but I have the tickets.
However, today I found something that made me pause. SUPERMAN R - 10:00. It sounded like an anime sequel series, but my clever frontal lobe deduced that this must be that new film Superman Returns directed by Bryan Singer and starring some guy from Iowa (Iowans always track those who escaped and became famous -- it gives us hope).
"Say," I said to myself (remarkably the conversation was restrained inside my head -- these things usually become performance pieces). "Isn't that coming out tomorrow?"
"Yes," I replied, cheery enough to put me on edge. "It is. You would be a very special boy if you were to see it early."
"But I have no assurance of transportation there and back," I countered, sullen and spiteful.
"If you think about it, you could buy two tickets and wave them enticingly at someone. Say, for instance, your girlfriend."
"Oh," I said. I hadn't thought of that. "I hadn't thought of that."
"That's why you have me," I beamed. "You're a schmuck."
With that, I sallied forth, purchased two tickets whilst simultaneously flirting with the ticket girl (an incident I've only just gotten around to informing myself of), and prepared to take a loss on two tickets to the superhero event of the summer. Excepting, of course, those other superhero events of the summer. They might be equally eventful.
If you're looking for a point to my story, it's this. I have tickets to see Superman Returns at 10. I may not be going, but I have the tickets.
