Superman Movie Review

 

Of all the superhero movies, I have always been drawn to Spiderman and Superman. Superman is my number one, whether it's a TV series or a big screen spectacle. Let’s just say—even though I grew up watching Adam West’s Batman (yes, ya girl is seasoned and sparkly)—it was Christopher Reeve’s Superman that hooked me like a catfish on a Mission Impossible wire. Ever since, I’ve been a ride-or-fly-or-blast-through-a-wall chick for the franchise.

So when Superman (2025) dropped, I sprinted to the theater like it was Black Friday and someone announced they had Henry Cavill-shaped throw pillows. Even though my fantasy husband Henry is sadly no longer in the cape, I stay loyal.

This film kept to the classic recipe: Superman vs. Lex Luthor, with extra spicy destruction scenes and brainy villain sauce. David Corenswet stepped into the red boots as Kal-El/Clark Kent with the right balance of charm and slightly worried brow-furrow. Opposite him, Nicholas Hoult took on Lex Luthor like he was born to monologue in perfectly tailored suits—equal parts genius and social menace. 

Now, let’s talk about the insurance premiums in Metropolis. If I were State Farm, I’d quietly moonwalk out of the city. Because, let's be honest here, you know those premiums are sky high. Explosions? Check. Glass raining from the sky? Check. Buildings folding like laundry? Triple check. It’s giving “We don’t cover acts of Metahumans.”

But pause the laser beams—the real standouts for me were Mr. Terrific (played with exasperated perfection by Edi Gathegi and Krypto, the emotionally unstable but wildly loyal space pup. Mr. Terrific had big “I can’t deal with these cape people anymore” energy, which felt alarmingly relatable—especially when he asks Superman, "Are you taking that damn dog with you?"  

Another scene I cannot forget is the scene with Lois and Mr Terrific in front of his slow ass garage. Hilarious! 

Krypto? That CGI dog stole the show for me. He reminds me of Bentley, my fur nephew, when he gets into the pantry and eats an entire bag of treats. Reckless, chaotic, but at the end of the day? That dog would bite a meteor for you.

The action was absurdly delightful, the dialogue gave just enough cheese, and the pacing sprinted faster than the a cameo from the Peacemaker, but that is if you can see him. Wink wink.) Nathan Fillion is always a memorable character no matter the role. 

Final thoughts? This movie didn’t try to reinvent the franchise—it just did what Superman stories do best: make us root for goodness, question brainy evil, and fall in love with a super-powered white terrier mix with poor impulse control. I absolutely recommend it—cape, popcorn, and emotional support Kryptonian required. 

I give this film 4 out of 5 acorns, even as that damn song by Noah and the Whale plays on repeat in my head.