"Look, it's a bird! It's a plane!! No wait, that's just me." - Superman
So, "Superman Returns" rocked my world. I loved pretty much everything about the movie. As a self-proclaimed Superman fan (not so much comics as movies and television shows), I thought this film was one of the better productions of the story of the Man of Steel.
The days leading up to the film release were filled with discussions about expectations for the movie, documentaries about the beloved hero and a giddy anticipation that distracted me from all other aspects of life (or reality, whatever you choose to call it).
Finally Superman Eve arrived, and my friends, family and I lined up to see the midnight show at our local theater. Despite early numbers, the theater filled up with fans and movie connoisseurs all waiting until one minute past midnight. As the lights dimmed, an electric tension circulated throughout the audience - some fans cheered openly. Finally, the film began, and I was hooked, thanks to the direction of Bryan Singer.
Superman Day (June 28) was a great day. I skipped class to go to a private showing of the film, despite having seen it less than 12 hours earlier. The first time I saw the movie, I sat in awe for the majority of the two-and-a-half hour feature. Going back a second time allowed me to notice many things I missed the first go round. Although I was behind on my class work, I do not regret seeing the film that day. Every moment of movie magic was worth it.
It is evident to me that every shot in "Superman Returns" was carefully crafted, special attention given to each detail, reviewed over and over until perfection was reached. This dedication to the film reminded me my favorite films: "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy. The blood, sweat and tears Peter Jackson put into that trilogy is mirrored with Singer's "Superman Returns," which clearly meant a great deal to the exuberant director. What's more important is how his love of the story is now owned by me.
All-in-all, I loved the film. It is this strong attachment to it that prevents me from writing a review (how can I be objective when I am wrapped up in every minute of the film). So, instead I decided to give this short retelling of my Superman Day experiences. I will say this: if you have not seen the film for whatever reason (you think Christopher Reeve is the only Man of Steel), put aside your feelings and go see this movie. It is worth every penny of the ticket cost, and nothing beats seeing Superman fly on the big screen.
The days leading up to the film release were filled with discussions about expectations for the movie, documentaries about the beloved hero and a giddy anticipation that distracted me from all other aspects of life (or reality, whatever you choose to call it).
Finally Superman Eve arrived, and my friends, family and I lined up to see the midnight show at our local theater. Despite early numbers, the theater filled up with fans and movie connoisseurs all waiting until one minute past midnight. As the lights dimmed, an electric tension circulated throughout the audience - some fans cheered openly. Finally, the film began, and I was hooked, thanks to the direction of Bryan Singer.
Superman Day (June 28) was a great day. I skipped class to go to a private showing of the film, despite having seen it less than 12 hours earlier. The first time I saw the movie, I sat in awe for the majority of the two-and-a-half hour feature. Going back a second time allowed me to notice many things I missed the first go round. Although I was behind on my class work, I do not regret seeing the film that day. Every moment of movie magic was worth it.
It is evident to me that every shot in "Superman Returns" was carefully crafted, special attention given to each detail, reviewed over and over until perfection was reached. This dedication to the film reminded me my favorite films: "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy. The blood, sweat and tears Peter Jackson put into that trilogy is mirrored with Singer's "Superman Returns," which clearly meant a great deal to the exuberant director. What's more important is how his love of the story is now owned by me.
All-in-all, I loved the film. It is this strong attachment to it that prevents me from writing a review (how can I be objective when I am wrapped up in every minute of the film). So, instead I decided to give this short retelling of my Superman Day experiences. I will say this: if you have not seen the film for whatever reason (you think Christopher Reeve is the only Man of Steel), put aside your feelings and go see this movie. It is worth every penny of the ticket cost, and nothing beats seeing Superman fly on the big screen.

