It’s true. Superman is my ideal superhero.
I’m pretty sure I must have been about 9 or 10 the first time I saw “Superman: The Movie.” We had just gotten HBO, which was super awesome and very rare back in the early 80s, and it was the first movie my mother allowed me to watch on the channel.
I snuggled up on the end of the sofa with my faithful sidekick, an orange and white tabby cat named George, and stared in awe at the television for two hours.
Christopher Reeve made that wide-eyed little girl that I was truly believe a man could fly. And if a man could fly, surely a man could do anything, right? I'm convinced CR and Superman opened my imagination wide that day and it never really shut.
Yes, I found a red towel and pretended it was my cape and kept jumping off the sofa trying to fly like Supergirl until I eventually hurt myself, but a seed was planted in my heart that day that took root and grew as I grew older. The worlds I created in my mind...the characters and the scenes...
I’m very glad Superman was a good, solid, old-fashioned type of hero, because I kind of adopted him as a role model and have never let go. Besides my dad, who was a police officer, Superman was the first hero I was exposed to. Superman is strong, can fly, and swoops in and saves people when they need it most.
And yes, yes, I know. A lot of people call Superman a lame superhero because he always does the right thing, which makes him snoozapalooza boring or something. To those people, I say, seriously?!? Doing the right thing isn’t heroic enough for you? Wow. No wonder this world has gone hell-in-a-handbasket crazy. It’s like we live in a world that doesn’t value integrity or something. Shesh.
As for me, I’ll take the big blue Boy Scout over the Dark Knight any day. So, tell us. Who is your favorite superhero?