80% of the dialogue in this movie is a masterclass in how to break the first law of writing: “Show, Don’t Tell”. Before anyone does anything, they tell everyone what they’re about to do. And once they’ve done it, someone else explains what just happened. Sample scene:
“I’m very strong, and have no morals!” growled Zod. “I don’t care about anything except Krypton!”
“But I will stop you,” Superman replied. “Because I grew up on Earth. I’m going to defeat you!”
Superman punched Zod. Zod punched Superman. “Oh my god!” screamed a nameless extra. “They just punched each other! They are both aliens!”
For those interested in further Man of Steel stuff, HelloTailor elaborates on a bunch of things I agree with, including the comparison to Thor. And calls out the random inclusion of BSG actors, which I had almost forgotten about (what’s up, 5 seconds of Helo?)
Is Henry Cavill enough reason to throw this one on my Netflix queue? (never been a huge Superman fan though I did love “Smallville” back in high school…)
If what you want is “Henry Cavill’s masterclass in nuanced acting,” this is not the film festival selection I’d recommend, but if what you are looking for is several hours of Henry Cavill’s almost literally superhuman physique draped in a succession of very soft-looking shirts and skintight genital-negating supersuits, you will totally get that.