So I rewatched
Man of Steel the other night, and found myself liking it more than I feel like I ever have before. Not sure why.
Maybe because I was experiencing the actual
movie for the first time in several years, rather than reacting to the
idea of it. Or maybe because I watched it on its own terms, without all the fannish noise that surrounds it.
Some of the movie's fans do it no favors with their obsessive fervor, particularly the tendency to denigrate other versions of the character -- and fans of those versions -- in order to herald their preferred take. (There's one prolific poster hereabouts who's especially guilty of this.) After a while, it becomes difficult to separate the film from its fandom.
OTOH, some of that rabid fervor comes from defensiveness, a feeling that Cavill's Superman, and themselves as fans, are constantly under unfair attack. Having delivered plenty of those attacks myself in the past, I get that the blame is by no means all on one side.
In the end, the movie is the movie, neither perfect nor pernicious. It's too bad that it's become so divisive, creating a culture in the fandom that seems to demand you're either for
MoS, or you're against it. After my most recent viewing, I'm more inclined than ever to consider it just one more take on Superman among many -- which is all its less toxic fans have been saying all along.