In a follow up to last week's Superman Podcast, Kyle saw Zack Snyder's new Man of Steel. Check out his thoughts below and make sure to give the podcast a listen. If you haven't seen it yet beware of SPOILERS:
I don’t know if I can truthfully call myself a Superman
super-fan. I mean, I probably know more about the character than most people
reading this, but I also probably know more about Dirty Rotten Scoundrels than
them too. Or The Color Purple. Or Die Hard (unless you’re Brandon). So while
I’ve read up on the movies, caught a few episodes of the late 90’s cartoon, and
have flipped through a handful of comics, I’m far from the authority on the
subject of Krypton’s last son.
I say that to say this: I saw Man of Steel yesterday, and
for reasons that I’m having trouble putting into words, I didn’t enjoy it. This
isn’t to say that it’s a terrible movie. To me, Zack Snyder’s latest
incarnation of the granddaddy of all superheroes was a perfectly serviceable big
budget sci-fi movie. It had all the marks of this new, Michael Bay-inspired
genre--destructive alien invasions, stern military officers shouting commands,
and entire cities lain to waste. The only thing missing, unfortunately, was
Superman.
Before I get too deep into this, I need to step back and
organize my thoughts a little. I have no intention of turning this article into
a sampler from the comments section of a Youtube video. Everything about this
movie wasn’t bad and I didn’t hate it, so I’ll try my best to weigh the good
with the aspects that didn’t work for me, others, and humanity in general. See
there I go…focus Kyle. There’s plenty in Man of Steel for the casual viewer and
Superman aficionado to leave the theater smiling about. Take for example…
The Score
I’d say the biggest highlight of the 2006 Bryan Singer
movie, Superman Returns, was the reliance on John William’s original Superman
theme. As a piece of music it starts out epic and expertly builds to inspiring
(there may be a tad bit of bias here), but when coupled with the visuals of
Christopher Reeve saving humanity it perfectly frames the scale and grandeur of
Superman. For the latest incarnation on screen, they wisely chose to not
recycle this 34-year-old piece of music again. If it’s time
for a rebirth of the character, we need to stop relying on the old franchise
tent poles and begin creating a new zeitgeist for the modern Superman.
As long as we keep the time he seduced female Spider-man.
I think Hans Zimmer effectively did that with his new theme.
While it’s not something I found myself humming in the car on the ride home, it
does serve to build a heroic background and lend emphasis to inspiring moments
in the film. Aside from the times when Man of Steel allows itself to take a
breath and quietly focus on the character, the main theme (that you’ve heard in
the trailers) is the only time I felt Superman on screen. But let’s talk a
little more about…
The Rare Moments of
Calm
Zack Snyder, David Goyer, and Christopher Nolan have created a believable, inspiring version of Ma and Pa Kent and solely placed the movie's heart on their shoulders. In what can be described as a pretty cold preceding,
the scenes where Clark and especially Jonathan Kent ponder what it is to be an
outsider and burdened with the powers of a god feel like moments where the
writer understood what it is that makes Superman so interesting. It’s a
terrific performance by Kevin Costner that makes you wonder how a hero should
act and what his real responsibilities are. It's a shame the rest of the movie doesn't lead up to these notions of heroics.
It’s not only Costner than stands out, though. I enjoyed the
entire cast, from Henry Cavill to Michael Shannon to Amy Adams. The script
gives motivation to Lois Lane (other than plucky reporter) and that's I’ve felt past
installments have been lacking. Shannon’s General Zod is also surprisingly
effective as a villain who has more layers than just deciding whether he should
spit or snarl.
Can't I do both?
With the things I enjoyed, though, what was the worry that began
tugging at my authentic red cape 30 minutes into the proceedings and, by the
end, was repeatedly violently yanking me to the ground? I said earlier that Man
of Steel felt like more like an alien invasion spectacle than legitimate Superman
film, but what exactly does that even mean? It’s something that I’ve spent the
last 24 hours trying to put into words with little effect, but I’ll give it a
run here. I guess I should start with my general distaste for…
Giant Alien
Destruction Action Porn
Listen folks, I’m not saying that a cherub-faced 14-year-old
Kyle didn’t cream his Dungarees over the wanton destruction in Independence Day
or that the carnage of Twister: The Ride at Universal Studios isn’t a great way
to spend the afternoon, but the level of chaos in MoS was a little much for me
to take. I don’t mean that large scale action should be absent from a movie
about a flying Hercules who can shoot lasers from his eyes, but even with the
use of action you have to stay true to a character and real-world parameters
you have established in your movie--whatever they may be. What I mean by that
is this: if you’ve created a cartoon world where larger than life characters
lay waste to entire zip codes, that’s one thing, but if a director has firmly
established his movie is set in as close to a real world as possible, there
need to be appropriate reactions and consequences to what’s happening on
screen.
Answer me this, at any point during the multiple,
large-scale fight sequences (other than the VERY end) did you feel like
Superman cared about human beings? If you’re answer was, “yes, he betrayed his
species for them, dummy,” then sit down, David Goyer. That’s not what I’m
talking about. What I mean is, by the end of the film half of Metropolis is a
giant crater in the ground with the dust of what can only be assumed are
millions of people floating in the air around Superman as he goes in for a
victory kiss from Lois. These are the people Supes decided to betray his home world
for and act as their savior but he seems to have no interest in actually
helping them. During the entire fight I kept thinking, wow, they are just
plowing through occupied buildings. Sure, the giant ship created a lot of
damage to the city, but the amount of destruction during the fist fight with
Zod was enough to send at least another couple thousand souls to their maker.
Thanks for saving us, Superman!
The initial fight in Smallville is no different. Superman
opts to throw down in the middle of Main Street, telling a few passersby to
“get inside” and “lock their doors”. You know a good way to ensure these
people’s safety? Fly to one of the many corn fields outside of town where the
only collateral damage would be a few scarecrows and farmer Johnson’s spring
crop. For all of the script’s belaboring the fact that Kal El was sent to Earth
to save its people, he seems to have little concern for their well-being.
If you think I’m being overly critical here and want me to
blow it off as just a movie, that’s my problem. In the effort to create a feast
for the eyes of fire, falling buildings, and IHOP product placement they took
the character traits of Superman out of the film. I was one of this first to
complain that Superman Returns lacked a formidable villain or actual convincing
action to pit the MoS against, but it wasn’t until walking out of the theater
unfulfilled yesterday that I realized what they HAD gotten right. Superman
helps people, above all else. This is a character that, when Metropolis is
falling apart in Superman Returns, spends his time fighting fires, rescuing
citizen from falling glass and concrete, and making sure individual people are
safe—not just humanity as a whole. Any hero can save humanity, that’s what
makes them a hero. Superman has the power and responsibility to do more than
that. The final battle should have seen an exhausted Kal pushed to his limits
as he struggled to rescue every last citizen of Metropolis while doing
everything he could to thwart the attack from above. Instead, Superman spends
half of the climax “somewhere in the Indian Ocean” battling ball bearings and
blue light while Metropolis fends for itself. Speaking of the attack from
above…
Maybe the Villains
were TOO Formidable
I know that beggars can’t be choosers and we should all just
shut up and be happy Superman was fighting more than Lex Luthor, Kryptonite,
and real estate schemes, but as our hero is pitted against multiple baddies
from his home planet, I wondered if maybe this wasn’t a better plot for a
second or third outing. Trust me, there’s more to this than me just wanting to
whine and I’ll try and refrain from any more bitching about too much action but
hear me out.
To really make my point of why the Kryptonians robbed me of
the Superman movie I wanted, let’s dig into the general conceit of the film.
Clark Kent has spent the majority of his adult life wandering the Canadian wild
saving villagers and learning important life lessons in 44 minutes (edited for
commercials), like a modern day Michael Landon in a Highway to Heaven remake.
Clark does this because, and the movie spends at least a third of its screen
time beating the audience over the head with this point, his Earth father has
convinced him that humanity is not ready to accept a visitor from another
planet. BOOM. There’s Nolan’s idea of Superman in a nutshell.
My first problem with this is that it turns out to be
completely untrue. By the end of the movie we’ve discovered that Clark wasted
the first half of his life and that, yes, Jonathan Kent died in vain. I’m not
saying that humanity wasn’t crapping its collective pants over the giant alien
spaceship hovering over the earth. I’m saying that humanity was crapping its
collective pants over the giant alien spaceship hovering over the earth while threatening them. For all of Jonathan and Clark and Lois and Perry’s talk about
how the general public isn’t ready for this kind of news we don’t get a single
frame of film showing the world freaking out because HOLY CRAP ALIENS EXIST!!!
Maybe this is something happening in the background or in the room next to the
one they’re filming but I didn’t see a single person in a tinfoil hat ranting
on the end times.
It turns out the human race seems actually kind of cool with
alien visitors. Hell, they’re just happy one of them is our side.
Jonathan’s needless death and Kal El frittering half the
movie away worrying for no reason aside, the Kryptonians created a problem more personal
to me. Maybe it’s something stupid that no one else missed, but about three
quarters of the way through I realized that we were never getting what I call
the “hero’s reveal”. It’s that point in every superhero movie where our hero
finally makes his presence known to the public in some awe-inspiring display of
courage. I’m talking about a scene that ends in extras standing mouths agape, unsure
of what to say as our hero takes a moment to bask in his moment of glory before
flying off/disappearing into the darkness/dancing on stage with Vanilla Ice.
An appropriate "hero's reveal".
Man of Steel robs the audience of this moment by introducing
the Kryptonian villains first. The closest thing we’re treated to is a
bewildered military unit meeting Superman in the desert for a meeting that he’s
inexplicably called. Maybe he already has Lois on speed dial. Even then, the
military already knew an alien was among us and is part of the race hovering
above the Ionosphere. The general public doesn’t even get something as unceremonious
as that. The first time anyone else sees Kal El it’s the “battle of Smallville”
where he’s presented as just another alien, albeit in slightly different colored
fetish-wear. We don’t even get a dramatic display of power. His powers are
exactly like every other bad guy zipping around.
This was so large, booming, and all-encompassing, where do
we even go from here? Superman has already leveled most of the nation’s largest
city while fighting off an army of extra-terrestrial beings. The Avengers took
6 movies to lead up to that point. How does this possibly fit into a world
where a man dressing like a bat and fighting domestic terrorists is labeled as
exciting and high-stakes? Or a world where Ryan Reynolds is continually allowed
to be in superhero movies?
Above all, Man of Steel just made me sad for the movie that
could have been. I admired the attempt to flesh out Kal El’s Kryptonian
backstory, ridiculous “codex” aside. I liked the weight given to Clark’s
upbringing and morality as taught by the Kent’s because it felt like it was
building to something more substantial than CGI fists punching CGI explosions.
It’s complicated, I guess. I guess I just wanted a movie about Clark Kent and
not Kal El. I wanted to feel like I understood the character a little more, but
I didn’t get that. I got a sci-fi blockbuster about an alien landing on our world.
It wasn’t a bad movie, just not the one that our hero or his fans deserved.
Let me know what a nerd I am in the comments section below.