My parental units offered to front me the money to fly home for Thanksgiving this year (flew into Milwaukee on Tuesday evening, return to Nashville tomorrow afternoon) so I'm writing this from the computer in my folks' bedroom.
Although I got a chance to (finally!) start reading Jes Battis' book on Chosen Families in BtVS and AtS while waiting in the airport, my thoughts aren't yet organized enough to write on.
So all I've really got to talk about right now is how incredibly, eternally grateful I am that my sister and brother dragged me off to see Superman Returns at the Budget Cinema on Wednesday afternoon, for my last chance to see that beautiful, intriguing movie on the big screen.
Somehow or other, I'd just never gotten around to seeing the new "Superman" flick that came out this summer, and I'd heard enough pooh-poohing reviews (as well as some raves from my sister and other reviewers) to not be all that eager. Plus, it seemed to leave the multiplexes in Nashville fairly quickly, before I'd gotten around to it.
Now that I've seen it, I have to say that I really liked what Bryan Singer did with the mythos, and how soon I was able to put aside my memories of Christopher Reeve and my frustration that this Superman/Clark Kent was not him, and instead enjoy the fact that much of what had been promising or intriguing about the first two Reeve movies in 1978 and 1981, but which hadn't perhaps been developed far enough for my tastes, was now being picked up and worked with.
I'll need to say more behind cut-tags later, when I've got more time, but I'll just conclude by saying that NOW I get why so many of my students seemed to want to write their Bible papers on parallels or comparisons between Jesus Christ and Superman this semester!
Although I got a chance to (finally!) start reading Jes Battis' book on Chosen Families in BtVS and AtS while waiting in the airport, my thoughts aren't yet organized enough to write on.
So all I've really got to talk about right now is how incredibly, eternally grateful I am that my sister and brother dragged me off to see Superman Returns at the Budget Cinema on Wednesday afternoon, for my last chance to see that beautiful, intriguing movie on the big screen.
Somehow or other, I'd just never gotten around to seeing the new "Superman" flick that came out this summer, and I'd heard enough pooh-poohing reviews (as well as some raves from my sister and other reviewers) to not be all that eager. Plus, it seemed to leave the multiplexes in Nashville fairly quickly, before I'd gotten around to it.
Now that I've seen it, I have to say that I really liked what Bryan Singer did with the mythos, and how soon I was able to put aside my memories of Christopher Reeve and my frustration that this Superman/Clark Kent was not him, and instead enjoy the fact that much of what had been promising or intriguing about the first two Reeve movies in 1978 and 1981, but which hadn't perhaps been developed far enough for my tastes, was now being picked up and worked with.
I'll need to say more behind cut-tags later, when I've got more time, but I'll just conclude by saying that NOW I get why so many of my students seemed to want to write their Bible papers on parallels or comparisons between Jesus Christ and Superman this semester!