Unchained
There’s a reason only hardcore fans of the genre have given it the time of day.
For a low-budget effort thrown together as a way to recoup potential losses if the television series flopped, it turned out alright, and has aged about as you would expect.
The documentary provides a wealth of historical context along with a very nice selection of interviewees to paint a picture of Superman as the cultural phenomenon that is ubiquitous today.
The plot, involving super hero serums, sun-eating creatures, and gravity guns, is expectedly outlandish.
The Wolverine of Origins is the lethal terror you always hope he will be in videogames.
It is a joy to see the alternate, superior scenes that had been cut in favor of Lester’s reshoots, and to see these unburied artifacts pieced together into an entire feature length film.
I can take or leave its brutal violence and some of the political commentary is bit too preachy, but it is one of the most cohesive and compelling comics I have ever read.
Christopher Reeve turns in his final performance as Superman and the franchise stumbles to a halt in the justly-maligned Superman IV: The Quest for Peace.
It’s weird, it’s silly, and much of it doesn’t work, while the best elements of it feel out of place in what purports to be a serious take on the character.
Not as good as Superman, but not as bad as the other two sequels. The problems mostly lie in the switch of directors and politics behind the scenes.