after growing disappointed with the lackluster last installment of x-men (save for the finale when raging phoenix renders wolverine shirtless--i was waiting for the pants getting ripped off by the cataclysm phoenix' power has generated), i knew i had to watch superman returns in my hope to garner a redeeming grace from all these legends of my generation. prior to the night i watched, i had to meet hunk so i might give my birthday gift. of course, with hunk around, can gorgeous be far behind? well, after handing hunk the autographed books by my professors back in the state university, he casually told me that gorgeous won't visit the bar, and it felt like a death sentence was read before me. good thing i saw from afar that the next picture's gonna be superman returns. the smile returned in my face and i just hope gorgeous would text me up first chance he received my gift (well, he did!). what do i say, the film's fantastic! i have always enjoyed the earlier installments with the wonderful christopher reeve in the title role. some friends found it weird that an action picture such as this will pluck sensitive strings in my heart, but it did. superman's so human, one would feel for him now that the world has moved on without his presence. of course if i associate superman with the superpower that's america, i'd always dismiss that i don't need bush to save the world. however, superman as a hero is a different matter altogether: he is a generational myth that forms a part of my and my fellow youngster's identity.
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