
Man of Steel review: man of feel
Towers with ambition, swelled by sweeping philosophies about power and presence on scales both planetary and personal, beautifully balanced by a wellspring of wry tragedy.

Towers with ambition, swelled by sweeping philosophies about power and presence on scales both planetary and personal, beautifully balanced by a wellspring of wry tragedy.

Keeps trying to fly off into potentially fascinating directions and then getting yanked back into a mushy mediocrity…
Hints at a new mythology of darkness and light, of scary childhood and even scarier adolescence…
If only movies could be not tossed aside lightly but thrown with great force…
An unnerving and provocative grenade lobbed into the heart of the horror genre…
An ugly portrait of notorious Glasgow gangster Paul Ferris that paints him as nearly noble…

I love it when a film that is “supposed” to be all stuffy and classic turns out to be this electric and alive…
Elegant looking and well intentioned, but epically bloated and choking on its own would-be grand metaphor…
Why does Dakota Fanning get to really live onscreen here in a way that Teh Movies don’t usually allow girls to do? Because she’s dying.
Finally! Pixar gives us a fully fledged, well-rounded, beautifully developed female protagonist, with a complex, provocative personal journey that is hers alone. A film of her own!