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I wrote an essay once, The Relatable Insecurity of Superman. Linked here, and pasted below for my log for June 13, 2013, when I first saw the film.
It’s the summer of 2013 and I’ve just purchased two tickets to the opening midnight showing of Man of Steel for myself and my girlfriend at the time. As I walk away from the ticket booth and head back to the car where Caity is waiting for me, I can’t help…
I found my ticket stub from the very first time I saw this film — alone, on a Tuesday evening in NYC at 8pm, two days after a devastating and life-changing breakup.
It’s hard to explain the visceral reaction I had to seeing Lee Chandler’s depression in that inaugural viewing. Certainly, my immediate attachment to this film was colored by my own recent heartbreak, which seems silly today considering the chasm of difference between a tough breakup and the circumstances…
Pretty terrific imagery, makeup and prosthetics, and a delightful performance from Tim Curry. Plotwise, this was uh… bad?
Holding off on rating it though — I picked up Arrow Video’s release of this, and it includes the director’s cut that apparently is leagues better than the theatrical cut I just watched. I want to see that before really judging the movie.
Much, much better than I remembered. Scream 4 has the best killer reveal of the series since the first, not just in surprise factor but in execution. It’s clear that the script knows who Ghostface is and purposefully builds to the reveal — something severely lacking in Scream 3, I’d say. On the subject of Ghostface, I really dug how much meaner his phone calls played out here than in previous films; his words had some real bite to them,…