Superman Doesn't Suck

"I don't care if this movie is great or not, I'm just thrilled to be out of the house."

These were among my first words to new friend and fellow blogger, Lisa of Film Fan fame. I didn't think I'd like Superman Returns because the genre has grown stale. I looked around at the crowd that night and my suspicions only grew. Several men wore bright colored t-shirts adorned with the giant letter "S" and were clearly more excited than was socially acceptable. After lectures regarding the illegality of cell phone/i-pod fusion and an encounter with Mr. Security Man and his probing rod, we were allowed into the theatre.

At screenings, ever notice how people sell out their youngest kid and nearly all remaining self-respect just to get a free cup with 93 WFLZ written on the front? Lisa and I sat quietly and tried not to judge.

The movie was great. When that familiar theme music starts or when the new Superman (channeling Christopher Reeve) runs through the crowd, looking both ways, and pulls open his shirt to reveal the famous logo...Come on! Only a soul of steel would fail to get just a bit worked up. We're talking "childhood memories" here. I almost bought some Junior Mints and called my brother.