Man of Steel? More like, Man of Sex Appeal.


Oh, Henry. I'm not trying to sound "indie" or come across as a true fan, but when I say that I've always been a Henry Cavill fan, I really mean it. About seven to eight years ago, I bought a movie called, "The Count of Monte Cristo." Some of the actors are Jim Caviezel, Guy Pearce, Richard Harris, and Henry Cavill. When I first watched this movie, I immediately developed a small crush on Henry's character, Albert. He didn't have a lot of screen time but from the few moments I, as the audience, got to see of him, I couldn't help but swoon.

The picture above is Henry in "The Count of Monte Cristo." He really looked so young back then. And now, he has become one of the most iconic characters of all time: Superman.

It goes without saying that that role is a burden. There are so many expectations and so much pressure thrust upon your shoulders when you don the cape and the famous "S."

I watched "Man of Steel" just a few hours ago, so the memory of it is still relatively fresh in my mind.

As far as reviews go, I enjoyed the movie for the sake of it being a superhero movie. But that is as far as my thumbs up for it goes.

My only gripe I have is that the movie made me feel so distant from the characters. Here is Henry Cavill, complete with rippling muscles, ample amounts of chest hair, gorgeous blue eyes, and everything else that physically encompasses Superman. But his Superman did not find a special place in my heart.

                                       

I honestly don't know what it is about Superman that makes it so hard for me to identify with. Maybe because his upbringing was nothing like mine. I mean, in all honesty, there are no times in my life that I can count that I did something incredibly spectacular because of what I am but had to hide out fear of being rejected.

In a world like today, I would take something like that and exploit it; especially as an awkward teenager trying to prove that I'm better than everyone else thinks I am.

Superman is just too pure for me, I guess. Sure his greatest enemy is himself, but you will find few people who want to think that about themselves. It's just not realistic from my point of view. I guess it's just hard for me to believe that someone would not have a single flaw except for his constant struggle with trying to be "good."

As much as I loved many parts in the movie, I did not love the movie as a whole. I was just too distracted with the shaky camera tricks and Henry's incredibly handsome visage on the movie screen. It literally was all I could think about! And therein lies the truth. Maybe it does make making a movie more difficult to watch because the casting director was too set on finding the perfect Superman physically, rather than finding someone who would become Superman entirely.

It just goes to show; the suit does not have all the power.

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