Signs! Signs! Everywhere there's signs! Fucking up M. Night Shyamalan's career! Breaking my mind! Was a twist in that piece of crap? Did anyone see Signs?
To be fair, I never say Lady in the Water. But then that's why I'm judging it so harshly! It made itself so uninteresting that I didn't even bother to see it! Therefore it must have been lousy, right?!
I don't know why I'm discussing M. Night Shyamalan movies (yes I do! It's because of the crop circles on the cover!) when I really should be discussing John Landis movies! Remember the opening scene of Twilight Zone: The Movie where Albert Brooks makes up lyrics to the theme song of the National Geographic specials? He sings stuff like "Look at that old man! He looks like an old ape! Bum bum!" I was twelve years old when that came out and I spent years after that believing the theme song actually had stupid lyrics like the ones Albert Brooks sang.
I probably shouldn't be discussing things John Landis did. I should be discussing things Max Landis has done and why he's now writing a Superman comic book. It's either because he did the short The Death and Return of Superman or because he wrote the unfilmed script Super Mario World. Any other possibilities pale in comparison to those two. Unless it's "pail in comparison"? Does making that cliche about buckets make it more interesting? You could also just read the last page of any DC comic book released on 11/11/2015 for reasons why Max Landis is writing this comic book but they're probably lies and boring to boot. I'm pretty sure Dan DiDio read the Super Mario World script and shouted to his secretary, "Get everybody on the horn! This Max Landis kid is gold! GOLD I TELL YOU!"
May I interject for a second to say something that probably would have flowed organically from what I previously wrote if I wasn't too lazy to build some bridging statements? That scene in The Death and Return of Superman where the DC Executives sit around a table trying to figure out how to make Superman interesting? I've masturbated to that. Figuratively! I meant figuratively, of course! [This is where I would type "la doi!" if I hadn't had the power to restrain myself from stealing from Community which is possibly the best half hour television comedy ever! Which is a powerful statement when you realize shows like 30 Rock and Arrested Development and A Third Show That Isn't Actually Any Good At All exist.] What I meant by the masturbation thing which I probably shouldn't have said at all because now I have to write all of these clarifying statements is that it's so spot on that I can't believe it's not actual footage! The other part he nails is parenting but I figuratively didn't masturbate to that!
This story, called "Dove", begins with Superman accidentally learning how to fly.
This scene proves how much the Kents love their weird alien son. Or else it shows how difficult, and possibly deadly, it is to let your children go.
Clark is too young for this story to be about his first sexual experience so I'm beginning to lose interest! Maybe when he goes to school later, he'll say something precocious and everybody will laugh! He does go to school but he doesn't do anything cute. Instead he finds out that he's going to go see a movie later with Lana Lang! That's where they wind up eating out of the same popcorn bucket!
I guess he's not too young to experience his first boner!
Clark panics and hides in a nearby bathroom which he completely wrecks. That must be a metaphor for masturbating.
Later he asks Pa Kent if he's in trouble and Pa says "Yep." Hopefully he explains himself better and tells Clark that it's okay to masturbate but you should probably not do it in a public restroom. I mean, unless you really, really can't help yourself because you've been fantasizing about women bending over in sun dresses all day long and the only nearby place of privacy is a public restroom.
When my mom first discovered a Playboy I had hidden in my bathroom while cleaning, she just left it where it was and never mentioned it. Although I did realize later why she gave me that weird smile that either meant "I guess my son is heterosexual" or "You fucking pervert." The Playboy was the September 1978 issue featuring Rosanne Katon! I just had to spend twenty minutes consulting with Lord Google to figure that one out.
Pa Kent (I can't just say "Pa" because then I think I'm writing more Little House on the Prairie fan fiction) tries a number of different ways to teach Clark how to fly but they all fail. He just doesn't know what turns this kid on! But Ma Kent knows!
Boom! It's boner time!
Clark floats up into the sky again at the thought of eating Sloppy Joes for dinner. So when he gets overstimulated and excited, he begins to fly. His flight power is controlled by desire? I suppose some wacky excuse has to be made for why Superman can seemingly break the laws of physics by accelerating and decelerating without any kind of actual physical force involved. His flight has to be powered by something! So why not adolescent hormones out of control and which make a person nuts for Sloppy Joes and Lana Lang and his mother's boobs pressed up against his back as they cuddle while watching a late night horror movie?
Clark has managed to float away this time so Pa Kent runs over to his friend Ben--who knows Clark is a weirdo!--because Ben owns a plane and somebody needs to grab Clark before he disappears into space.
See? Total boner analogy.
Grandmaster Comic Book Reader!
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