Man of Steel A young boy learns that he has extraordinary powers and is not of this Earth. As a young man, he journeys to discover where he came from and what he was sent here to do. But the hero in him must emerge if he is to save the world from annihilation and become the symbol of hope for all mankind. Man of Steel is bombastic from start to finish, and when I came out my ears were ringing as though I’d been beaten around the head with tin trays. Like Batman Begins, the first Spider-Man, or the original 1978 Superman, it’s an ‘origins’ story, showing how the man with unconventional views on how to wear underpants descended to Earth and persuaded us he was here to defend not destroy us. Brit Henry Cavill plays Superman with maximum handsomeness but absolutely no sense of humour. The alien bad guy is Kryptonite General Zod (Michael Shannon with mad, staring eyes), an enthusiastic ethnic cleanser from outer space. Clark Kent, alias Superman (played with maximum handsomeness, a fetching dimple and absolutely no sense of humour by virtually unknown Brit Henry Cavill), has been raised in Texas by salt-of-the-earth farming folk – Kevin Costner and Diane Lane, on good if muted form. His son learns the hard way that being different on Earth creates at least as much suspicion as admiration.Still, at least repeatedly saving the life of pretty investigative journalist Lois Lane (Amy Adams) earns him a kiss. It’s too bad that Cavill’s superhuman stiffness makes it look as though she’s trying to snog a piece of granite. Amy Adams plays journalist and Superman love interest Lois Lane in the remake. Like virtually every other superhero movie, the film takes the form of super-ginormous explosions leading up to a climactic battle that trashes a major city. If it’s fighting you like, or very loud music, or ultra-simple plot-lines that stretch on interminably with characterisation of similar complexity to The Teletubbies, Man of Steel delivers. Initially, it promises a lot more. The opening 15 minutes on the dying, spectacularly volcanic planet Krypton have a visual imagination that is regrettably not sustained throughout the remaining two hours-plus. The Man of Steel is an efficient, factory-made product and a triumph of spectacle over content. This is the kind of script in which the only language spoken is fluent exposition. For me, the action sequences last many minutes longer than they ought to, and I can’t help feeling that at some point even fanboys will tire of seeing what is essentially, the same movie over and over again. Leave a comment of what you think or expect from the movie in the comments
Posted on: Sun, 30 Jun 2013 14:34:14 +0000
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