Director:
Bryan SingerCámara:
Newton Thomas SigelMúsica:
John OttmanReparto:
Brandon Routh, Kate Bosworth, Kevin Spacey, James Marsden, Parker Posey, Frank Langella, Sam Huntington, Eva Marie Saint, Kal Penn, James Karen (más)Streaming (2)
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Tras una ausencia misteriosa de varios años, el Hombre de Acero regresa a la Tierra en una nueva entrega de la saga. Mientras un antiguo enemigo intenta apoderarse del mundo, Superman deberá superar el dolor de que el amor de su vida, Lois Lane, ha continuado con su vida y de que probablemente el mundo ya no lo necesite. En su intento de evitar la destrucción del planeta, Superman se embarca en un viaje hacia la redención que lo lleva desde las profundidades del océano al espacio exterior. (Warner Bros. España)
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¿Un romance de cómic de 260 millones de dólares? Sustituir el dinamismo y la acción en una película de 150 minutos por centrarse en el tema amoroso es muy atrevido con los Spider-Men y X-Men actuales. Superman Returns: El regreso no oculta el hecho de que es una película de cómics diferente, pero eso no sirve de nada a un público hambriento de una aventura emocionante. Brandon Routh es genial, pero el «azucarado» Kevin Spacey tiene un aspecto caricaturesco con sus botas fascistas y no inspira ningún respeto. No me aburrí, pero quería más «emoción».
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The return of the prodigal son. The familiar graphical rendering of the opening credits gives us a hint as to how Singer approached this comic-book legend: with respect. His revived Superman is a labyrinth of references in which viewers who are not familiar with the previous films or the comic book will get lost, but which fans of the Man of Steel will be delighted again and again as they discover previously unexplored recesses. Singer builds on what others have said and adds in what has been omitted (how Clark learned to fly). He quotes lines, situations and even whole scenes (also from non-Superman films, of course; 2001: A Space Odyssey, Batman and The Shining came to my mind). Superman Returns is both a compilation of previously utilised motifs and a reflection on the transformations that the sub-genre of comic-book adaptations has undergone since its inception. The temporal distribution of the allusions contained in the film is extraordinarily ambitious. The Art Deco design of the interiors and the villains’ costumes refer back to the distant time before the first Superman films directed by Donner, i.e. to the time when Superman was created in comic-book form. Superman Returns works as an autonomous, narratively unified film only with major reservations. The abandonment of conventional exposition and the presentation of the characters and their objectives in the process forces us to become more actively involved, to frequently ask questions (is this the first time that Luthor finds himself in Superman’s Fortress of Solitude, or is it a reprise of the scene from the director’s cut of Superman II?) and formulate hypotheses. We get a certain intellectual gratification from gradually figuring out where we are in the Superman universe, but that is not enough for a whole film. We can marvel at the style, which is admirably pure even in the context of the plot’s unoriginality. Singer abandoned campy exaggeration (though he still has a tendency to engage in it: Luthor is still an overgrown man-child, Lois still swoons at tense moments). The shots are colourful (and their intentional non-realism is underscored by the obsessively symmetrical compositions), but they are coloured in darker hues than before. The more serious stylisation suits Luthor in particular, who in Kevin Spacey’s hedonistic portrayal is not merely an unhappy nobody, but a serious terrorist threat (and an illustration of what could happen if the wrong guy plays God). How else could it be in a post-9/11 Superman movie that exploits (rather than critically reflects) the revival of interest in real American heroes, who’s essence is personified by Kal-El? Despite its darker tone, Singer’s attempt to resuscitate the superhero myth by picking and choosing from the best of Superman is not intended to be revisionist, but liberating and comforting entertainment. If I may say so based on my own experience, you will enjoy Superman Returns more the warmer your relationship is to this man who – even after being in existence for eight decades – has yet to understand that a cape is only good for being sucked into and pulverised by an aircraft engine. I still enjoy his wonderful guilelessness. 80%
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So I watched it till the end, and I suffered. For me, this is a film that is dead both on the top and on the bottom - it refers to something, but it is not clear what. The film quite selectively chooses what it needs for melancholic sniffing and winking. Brandon Routh has the charisma of a folded clothes hanger, and in his role he appears very gay and youthful, which hurts especially when he parrots the one-liners of Christopher Reeve, whose charisma he wasn’t even close to. Lex Luthor, whom Spacey plays in a psychotic spirit, but with occasional bursts of comedic overacting a la Gene Hackman, is also appalling. The film deserves more pity than respect. The storytelling is drawn out, the attractions unattractive, the plot oiled with the fat of love, and the fatherhood is clumsy. Wooden, dull and bowing so deftly that it gives the original statue an awkward five-head.
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At the moment when the accident of the trains took place on the screen, I definitively forgave Singer for the great heartache in the form of escaping from my beloved party of mutants. In front of me, an authentic comic drama with elaborate psychology began to unfold slowly but surely, also seamlessly intertwined with two classic first parts. I would really like to have a continuation in this spirit because Routh is a true hero as Kal-El and Kevin Spacey is a perfect bald menace. Moreover, the whole spirit of the film is characterized by the fact that Superman returns only as a prologue to potential sequels. However, as much as Singer played this part brilliantly, the audience does not hear it, and therefore neither do the producers. And that's why this nostalgic (although quite selfish towards new viewers) way of continuing the legend remained just a blind but subjectively perfect alleyway.
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A Blockbuster with a soul. It captivates in several action moments (even a train accident on the big screen can be a blast), and the intimate scenes are very pleasant, mainly thanks to the main cast and the chemistry between them, which works flawlessly. Brandon Routh was born for the role of Superman and Kate Bosworth, who is not a bland Jessica Alba-type Barbie doll, exudes soulful beauty and fragile femininity. I don't accept the criticism that Singer is too reverential towards the source material and doesn't try to make it realistic and humanized. It’s Superman! A legendary comic book icon whose existence doesn't need to be subject to fashion trends and it simply doesn’t matter how he can hide his cape under his shirt or what kind of miraculous hairspray he uses. I just hope that some of the themes (fatherhood) will be developed in the sequel. With a margin of about 50% for cinema operators, it is now clear that Singer's film will not pay for itself due to the absurdly high budget (which is not visible in the result) and it would be a great pity to postpone further filming. It’s one of the best comic book adaptations in recent years and it does deserve a sequel. PS: You have to watch it in a cinema with perfect sound!
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