I saw James Gunn’s SuperMan, twice, and the new Fantastic Four. While both movies are very different, they both gave me a sense of hope. A much needed feeling in today’s day. I don’t really like engaging with media that goes out of the way to make me feel bad. I’ve been through too much strife to then go out of my way to take in more of it. Some people don’t mind and some even find it cathartic; I do not. It’s why I couldn’t watch Game of Thrones after like 10 or so episodes, or why I can’t muster up the strength to watch I Saw the TV Glow. I know it’s amazing and I’d get more from it, me being trans, but nah, people saying they cried has me like ” NOPE. “, I’ll read about it, maybe. SuperMan and Fantastic Four was exactly what I needed, and I wasn’t expecting it.
To be honest, I never actually cared about SuperMan, was more into BatMan, until I met my wife. She turned me around on him. I didn’t completely understand his character until she explained it to me. I found it very endearing, and pretty close to how I try to navigate the world. For better or for worse. The DC universe is a little foreign to me because I was way more into MARVEL. I only followed Jack Kirby stuff when it came to DC stuff, and he often strayed from using the DC mainstays. All this to say, I went from not caring about SuperMan to really loving him and relating to him a lot. That’s what I think is the cool part about the new movie, it understands SuperMan more than any other movie before it. He’s relatable, and endearing, despite being an alien. He’s an immigrant, and indeed an American.
One thing that I always loved about SuperMan is that he manages to figure out a situation despite the odds. Yes he’s superhuman, but the things he has to deal with are way larger than him, yet he finds a way. That’s what makes him SuperMan. Not his powers. Although, the powers are a part of it, obviously. He prevails. He holds on to hope. That really resonates with me, because I have come up against things in life that seemed impossible to get through, but I held on to hope. Almost forcing myself to believe, because at times, it’s all I really had. This movie captures that really well. So did Fantastic Four.
They finally got the first family right. Not perfect, but right. I especially like Reed. He’s one of my all time favorite characters. I relate to him a lot, because I worry, obsess, fixate, yet I can be cocky, weird, and flashy. Although, the movie didn’t show much of Reed’s weird and more fun side. It was a pleasure to see the team work together and figure things out on the fly. They functioned as a well running machine. No matter the size of the obstacle, they figure out a way to succeed. They always have hope.
Both these movies have flaws, but I’m not writing a review or anything like that. I just wanted to say these two movies were neat and I hope the rest of the comic book movies lean into the comicbookiness of the source material. We, as in the world, needs more of this. Both movies tackled deeper subjects and both movies were still fun and uplifting. Not all of our media needs to be like this, but it’s nice having a reprieve. We need hope.