I didn’t go into Super with any standing misconceptions. Though the concept of the film –a common day shlub donning a costume and becoming a real world “super hero”- was basically identical to that of Kick-Ass, one of my favorite films of the past few years, I had read enough about Super beforehand to know that respective tones of the two films were markedly different. Kick-Ass could be best described as an ultra-violent lampoon of the super hero genre. It had moments that bordered on meaningful, but in the end the film amounted mostly to a juvenile celebration of people being turned into bits of red goo.
Super is like the more serious twin of Kick-Ass. They’re both good, but one would rather watch Family Guy while the other is tuned into AMC (seriously, Mad Men, Breaking Bad and The Walking Dead all on one station?) They might touch on the same issues but where Kick-Ass used its subject matter as a launch pad for some good jokes and great action scenes, Super uses them to honestly explore what might drive a person to put on a costume and beat people. (Hint: they’re nuts!) Continue reading →