Man of Steel.
From the director of Watchmen comes Man of Steel, a Superman film for the modern era.
And when I say, "modern era," I mean the sort of hyperactive, learning impaired children who can't sit still for more than five minutes without something blowing up or someone dying. Zack Snyder once said he wanted to portray Superman as an angry god, burdened with so much power and responsibility, and he sure delivered. Man of Steel is two and a half hours of special effects, Superman hovering around in a costume that somehow looks cheesier than the spandex worn by Christopher Reeve in the 1970s film, and Jonathon Kent giving out terrible life lessons.
The action of Man of Steel goes on for hours and doesn't ever stop. The film moves from one over the top set-piece to another without building an ounce of suspense. Encounters that should be nerve-wracking become downright boring, because the viewer isn't given a break in between. Even the final battle between Superman and General Zod falls flat because of the hour of constant action experienced beforehand.
But let's not forget the sage advice provided by Jonathon Kent, Superman's adopted father.
"Don't save those people if it means exposing your powers."
"Don't save me if it means exposing your powers."
"It's not like using your powers to do good could cause people to like you."
"Be selfish."
Man of Steel earns a 3/10.