NOTE: This write-up contains full spoilers.
When Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster met in 1932 at a Cleveland high school, the two struck a friendship over their mutual love for pulp novels, science fiction, and comic strips. Both men came from Eastern European Jewish refugee families who fled the Old World due to anti-Semitic violence. A year after they met, Siegel and Shuster began forming the character we know as Superman. Their shared familial background informed the origins of their superhero: Kal-Elâs arrival and adoption following the destruction of his home planet makes Clark Kent/Superman a refugee. Refugees are perpetual outsiders, no matter how well they assimilate. This has long been a hallmark of Superman narratives in various mediums, and so it is, perhaps more noticeably than ever, with James Gunnâs Superman.
As the first film in Warner Bros.â DC Universe (DCU), Gunnâs Superman is in a difficult spot. The defunct DC Extended Universe (DCEU; 2013-2023) saw producer/director Zack Snyder â a filmmaker known for prioritizing violence and visual spectacle over emotional depth â completely misinterpret Superman as a character. In Man of Steel (2013), Snyder posited that Superman is powerful because of his superpowers. Snyder also shows that Superman comes to truly value life only after passively watching his father die and after taking a life (the latter in violation of Supermanâs historic aversion to killing unless it is a last resort). Snyderâs grim misinterpretation damaged perceptions of DCâs superheroes for a decade, Superman in particular. Gunn came into his Superman in hopes to banish the darkness, issue a tonal course correction, relaunch DC superheroes for audiences, help Warners emerge from a chaotic last few years, and to honor the superheroâs past while creating something new. No biggie.
Any Superman adaptation will inevitably draw comparisons with Richard Donnerâs Superman (1978). Any actorâs portrayal of Clark Kent/Superman will inevitably draw comparisons with those of the late Christopher Reeve â forever, in the eyes of many (including yours truly), the definitive live-action Superman. Gunnâs film does not surpass Donnerâs. However, this is the best Superman adaptation since Reeve hung up the cape, and David Corenswet proves himself worthy of the role.
Our film opens with text describing Kal-Elâs escape from Krypton three decades prior; his adoption as Clark Kent by farmers Jonathan and Martha Kent (Pruitt Taylor Vance and Neva Howell) of Smallville, Kansas; and his emergence as Superman three years prior. On this version of Earth, superheroes have made their presence known for centuries, but none have ever been as powerful as Superman. We also learn that Superman recently halted an invasion by Boravia, a United States ally, against Jarhanpur. The controversy over his actions have the Department of Defense befuddled, American civilians (who generally admire Superman) questioning his intentions, and the smartest/wealthiest man in the world fuming.
That bad, bald billionaire is Lex Luthor (Nicholas Hoult), and he has no love for metahumans â referring to Superman as âitâ. Luthor tells the DoD of a plan to kill Superman through subterfuge, a pocket universe, and an imprisoned metahuman named Metamorpho (Anthony Carrigan). The DoD does not explicitly sanction his plans, but Luthor presses ahead anyways. Later, Luthor lucks out when he discovers a damning message to Kal-El from his parents, which turns the public quickly against Superman. It is a distraction to Luthorâs endgame.
Beyond Superman, standing in Luthorâs way is the staff of the Daily Planet â Lois Lane (Rachel Brosnahan), Clark Kent, Jimmy Olsen (Skyler Gisondo), and Perry White (Wendell Pierce). The film also stars the Justice Gang â Michael Holt/Mister Terrific (a terrific Edi Gathegi), Guy Gardner/Green Lantern (Nathan Fillion), and Kendra Saunders/Hawkgirl (Isabela Merced). For our canine lovers, this is the first live-action Superman to feature Krypto the Superdog.
I have been writing on films on this blog for almost thirteen years. For the first time after several hundred reviews, I offer my plaudits to a casting director. Thanks to John Pasidera (every Christopher Nolan film since 2000âs Memento, the Fallout television series), I cannot think of a single actor who did not look, sound, or acted the part. If anything, if any character feels undercooked (see: Mercedâs Hawkgirl, Vance and Howellâs Ma and Pa Kent, MarĂa Gabriela de FarĂaâs Angela Spica/The Engineer, Zlatko BuriÄ as the Boravian president), that is down to Gunnâs writing and the character's lack of screentime, rather than the talent on-screen.
Corenswetâs Superman is spot-on, as if leaping from the 1930s and â40s out of a Frank Capra movie (Gunn admits 1939âs Mr. Smith Goes to Washington heavily influenced this Superman). I just wish there was more Clark Kent, if only to provide the behavioral contrast and tension within his double life. Corenswetâs warmth â whether speaking to civilians and Brosnahanâs Lois â radiates on-screen. Speaking of Lois, Rachel Brosnahan gives, like her co-lead, the best performance in her role since Donnerâs Superman. Brosnahan injects a spunk and go-getting intelligence into Lois that has been missing in the movies since Margot Kidder. Unlike Kidderâs Lois, I suspect Brosnahanâs Lois knows how to spell! Though there are not many Clark/Lois scenes, Brosnahan and Corenswet have a familiar chemistry that is enjoyable to see (Gunn, Brosnahan, and Corenswet should watch some screwball comedies from the â30s and â40s if we are going to have a great volume of Clark/Lois scenes going forward â and we should). Hoult is great as the best (and easily the most competent) live-action cinematic Luthor. His seething disdain retains some of the high campiness seen in Gene Hackman and Jesse Eisenbergâs portrayals, but Houltâs Luthor is exactly what the character should be â composed, cunning, and remorseless. The moral here: if Gunn wants to make the DCU work, a lot of it will come down to casting, so keep John Pasidera onboard.
Coincidence or not, Gunnâs screenplay echoes more loudly now than when he started writing it in August 2022. The Boravia-Jarhanpur conflict reminded me of the ongoing Russo-Ukrainian War (for others, the current Gaza War). Gunnâs laborious exposition of that conflict is complete with Zlatko BuriÄ speaking broken Croatian (like Russian, Croatian is a Slavic language) as the Boravian president. The Boravian president also possesses a self-aggrandizing horseback portrait recalling the iconography of Russia's murderous dictator. Since his creation, Lex Luthor has been the archetypal evil billionaire â but such an archetype in decades past seemed more cartoonish, distant. Wealth inequality in the U.S. has soared in the last few decades, as the rich are now disproportionately wealthier and more influential than ever before. Unlike some billionaires, this Luthor does not move fast and break things. He prizes stability. To manipulate the system, not dismantle it. No cinematic Luthor has ever amassed this much soft power â from his connections at the DoD and his ability to influence the mass media and, with it, the public (their reaction to the translated video of Kal-Elâs parents seems realistic; the counter-reaction when the Daily Planet exposes seems far too hasty in this fragmented media landscape, but I suspect that is Gunn commendably holding onto an idealism). It is eerie to behold.
Further parallels abound. When Superman turns himself into the federal government for questioning, he is surprised to learn that it is not the military or federal law enforcement taking him in, but Luthorâs forces. Whether this is an under-the-table deal or part of a contractorsâ agreement, we see a private citizenâs paramilitary apprehending the Man of Steel, forcing him to enter a place that could be outside U.S. jurisdiction (the pocket universe), and imprisoning him on nonexistent charges. Is it because of the threat he poses? Or is it also because he is an outsider, an alien, a refugee? Seeing Supermanâs face pounded into the pavement after not resisting arrest by Luthorâs masked men, his captors speaking to him as a subhuman unworthy of respect, and his imprisonment will not look unlike a scene that has played out too often in the United States â these last several weeks especially.
In the pocket universe, Superman also finds that Luthor has imprisoned his critics, people he deems enemies, and others he believes to be useful to his cause (Metamorpho). Luthorâs actions are extrajudicial. From false imprisonment, the illegal silencing of those who dare challenge him, family separation, and the hideous execution of a civilian who simply helped Superman back on his feet in an earlier scene, the U.S. Constitution is only a suggestion to this billionaire and for the government that (at the very least) tacitly supports him. This is the culmination of Luthorâs belief that might makes right. Righteousness comes before goodness, Luthor would say. Values should come from those with power â not from a centuries-old and fading piece of paper, and certainly not from an alien who identifies as human. Lexâs beliefs have nothing to do with truth, justice, and the American way. That remains true even when the nationâs political leaders believe and practice otherwise, and the wealthy beholden to them are in lockstep.
James Gunnâs unwillingness to let a moment emotionally play out and resonate â what does one expect from the mastermind behind the Guardians of the Galaxy series for the MCU? â threatens to derail some of the filmâs most earnest scenes and its political messaging. Other decisions such as leaning into cartoon humor during some violent scenes (Superman knocking out a gruntâs teeth out in slow motion, this Green Lanternâs preference for Looney Tunes-esque combat) robs Corenswetâs Superman of aura and mythos. As good as Corenswetâs performance is, Gunnâs screenplay too often makes him just another quip merchant with superpowers.
That humor, however, largely disappears in the all-too-brief scenes spent in Smallville. The best Superman media will always remind you that even though Supermanâs powers are Kryptonian, his true superpowers come from childhood lessons learned on a Kansas farmstead, growing up as the adoptive son of Jonathan and Martha Kent. The central twist in Gunnâs Superman â that Kal-Elâs parents sent their baby to Earth in Kryptonâs final moments to conquer our planet (whether or not this is true or a doctoring job from LuthorCorp is unclear) â sets up the foundation needed to raise that contrast. Clarkâs father will remind him that his personhood has nothing to do with the intentions of his biological parents or the nature of his superhuman strength. âYour choices, your actions⌠[make] you what you are,â Jonathan reminds Clark. Too many superhero movies lost sight of that truth over the last two decades. As refreshing as it is to not have to go through Supermanâs origin story for the umpteenth time and to still experience the Kent's love for their son, we the viewers lose the ability to see Clarkâs growth and the depth of his love for them. Maybe for the future, then.
Before composers John Murphy (2021âs The Suicide Squad, 2023âs Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3) and David Fleming (The Last of Us television series, BBCâs Blue Planet II) set to work on the score, Warner Bros. told the duo that it was important that they incorporate John Williamsâ always-stirring Superman March into their work. Because Williamsâ magnificent score to Donnerâs Superman looms so large over this series, subsequent composers have faced a difficult choice: how to honor Williamsâ work while creating something of their own. John Ottmanâs score to Superman Returns (2006) was too reverent of Williams like that film was too reverent of the Christopher Reeve Superman movies. Hans Zimmerâs score was a complete departure from Williamsâ and it fit Snyderâs Man of Steel. But given that Snyderâs vision lacked any sense of nobility, romance, or beauty, I consider it one of Zimmerâs worst works (for new readers, I think that the vast majority of Zimmerâs work, post-Batman Begins has been dreadful).
Murphy and Fleming will reference Williamsâ march numerous times in their score. However, in their and Gunnâs words, they âupdateâ Williamsâ music. If by âupdateâ they mean reduce the marchâs rhythmic complexity and flair, never develop it further, and subordinate the orchestra underneath rocking electric guitars, it is a sign of bad things to come in an underdeveloped score. For the record, Williamsâ music does not need âupdatingâ â especially if you come from the school of music that believes that an electric guitar and/or a synthesizer are more versatile than whatever an orchestra can evoke.
For Murphy and Fleming, there are hints that of thematic development, but they never transpire. âLuthorCorpâ introduces us to Luthorâs motif â two notes on either a growling electric guitar or synthesizer â but, again, Murphy and Fleming never develop this idea further. The filmâs love theme, âLois & Clarkâ, is so ambient it might as well not be there at all. Thank goodness Hoult, Brosnahan, and Corenswet are wonderful in this film, because otherwise I cannot imagine how Murphy (who has a hard rock background and limited understanding of orchestral music) and Fleming (an acolyte of Zimmerâs Remote Control Productions â which is homogenizing and industrializing film music in the major studios â and a devotee of a style I despise, ambient music) could have empowered the love between our two leads and Luthorâs villainy. Supermanâs score is a massive missed opportunity on too many levels. It is reflective of an environment where too many directors are chasing a post-Batman Begins Hans Zimmer-like sound, believe film music should not be noticed most of the time, and do not understand how their films can benefit with melodies that develop (listen to âThe Flying Sequenceâ from Williamsâ score to the Donner Superman to hear what I mean by development in music) across the course of their work.
Despite some Gunn-isms distracting from this filmâs more emotional passages, this is a solid start for the DCU. Impeccable casting has a lot to do with its success, but that alone cannot keep a series successful long-term â Christopher Reeve may be the Superman to DCâs diehards, but even his presence and sincere performances in the third (1983) and fourth (1987) Superman movies could not save them from terrible writing and filmmaking. Whoever makes the subsequent Superman movies for the DCU, they have to rein in the Gunn-isms (whether that is Gunn himself or someone else).
By a strange twist of fate, Gunnâs Superman arrives at a moment of political peril for the country that he and this writer calls home, the country that gave Siegel and Shusterâs families (and Kal-El) safe haven, the country whose values raised Clark Kent, the country whose unalienable rights Superman defends. The United States has, often, failed to uphold the ideas central to its founding. Those central ideas donât go away just because those in power do not believe in them, making human decency look like a lost cause. To slightly paraphrase Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (Supermanâs narrative arc follows that of Jimmy Stewartâs Mr. Smith very closely), in a world full of hatred, strive even harder to love thy neighbor. Frank Capra understood this and Jimmy Stewart embodied that in 1939. James Gunn understood this and David Corenswet embodied this eighty-six years later.
^ Based on my personal imdb rating. My interpretation of that ratings system can be found in the âRatings systemâ page on my blog. Half-points are always rounded down.
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