Given my well-established antipathy for the whole Superman thing, what on earth would prompt me to sit through this one? Well, I wanted to see the scene in the beginning when our disco-clad super-villains get snared inside a couple of hula-hoops and then imprisoned in a giant LP slipcover from outer space (and for those of you who haven’t had the pleasure yet, accept my personal assurance that my description of the opening is neither exaggerated nor ironic). After that I guess I was just paralyzed into watching the whole rest of the grim tableaux of the Super-dude magically transforming himself into a mere mortal so he can knock boots with Lois Lane. Or at least paralysis is my story, and I’m sticking to it. Mildly amusing
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