I agree that the movie is stronger the second time around–not because I expected the Donner movie with more punching, but because I didn’t know what to expect and was simply turned off by some of the choices that were made. I had a hard time seeing past the many ways that the movie could and should have been done better. Now that we’re past all the portent and now that I can manage my misgivings, I have an easier time enjoying it for what it does right.
This also happened with Inception, albeit years after the fact.
Where I kind of sort of disagree:
One thing that I’d like to highlight is that even if a lot of the criticisms can be rationalized, the fact that they have to be rationalized is an indication that the filmmakers dropped the ball. If Superman is trying to protect civilians and being prevented from doing that, they needed to play that clearly to ensure that the audience can see it happening. (The 1981 movie that people were just shitting on for being cheesy had absolutely no problem with doing this. So why does this one have such a hard time?)
If Superman is getting kicked around because he’s never been in a fight, they need to do a better job of showing that. (We saw his inexperience with flying handled effectively earlier on, so why not here?)
And if they meant for the line “He saved us” to mean “He saved the world”, they should have been VERY careful to make sure it wouldn’t be misconstrued. (Definition of poor editing strategy: having this line occur in the context of lingering shots of ruined cityscapes. They’re just begging for a cynical reaction, even from people who intellectually figure out what it’s supposed to mean.)
And so on and so forth. Assuming the various rationalizations are an accurate interpretation of the filmmakers’ intent, there are many situations in this movie where the message didn’t get through to a lot of people. Therefore the messengers didn’t do a good enough job of sending it.
And something that really made me shake my damn head at the author of the piece was this:
For one thing, by second-guessing Waid’s argument, he’s avoiding engagement with it. For another thing–and this might be hard for today’s post-Tarantino moviegoers to understand–what the author calls “corny” is called sincerity, humanity, and, yes, joy. Once upon a time, popular entertainment was allowed to have these things. Nowadays, the idea that those things need to be suppressed for fear of being shouted down as “corny” is what brings us the sort of cold, angry vibe that has overtaken most of today’s action-adventure movies and very nearly overtakes this one.
To the author: if you can’t find genuine, heartfelt joy in the moment when Christopher Reeve’s Superman snatches Lois Lane from the air in one hand and a plummeting helicopter in the other–replete with John Williams’ motherfucking excellent score*–I feel very, very sorry for you.
*And what does the author prefer? The Hans Zimmer score? I hope he knows that at such an advanced stage, taste cancer is terminal.