Super-Duper

I took Jeff to see 'Superman Returns' last night after seeing it for myself last week. We were packed into a Manhattan theater on 86th street with several hundred of our closest strangers so the movie starts out just fine and we settle back into our uncomfortable seats for the next three hours.

And then the New York City moving-going experience starts. There is a REAL Superman fan who, after Superman rescues the crashing jetliner, instructs everyone loudly that we should all be clapping because, "Yo, that's Superman! Damn straight that is Superman. Clap, y'all!" So everyone snickers and claps. Then this very enthusiastic lady continues to bark out pro-Superman comments the entire movie. As if we're not all excited to have Superman back and have a decent, watchable movie (albeit some rather glaring deviations from the Superman legend, several of which she apparently agreed with which marked her in the eyes of fanboys as total phony. I was in that camp).

I give the movie a B+ for carrying on the flag of the original two movies and great FX. I give the Manhattan movie going experience of seeing Superman Returns a big fat D.