Then again, who isn’t? Am I right? It’s been well documented that I love me the dark haired, blue eyed boys. So it shouldn’t surprised anyone that I walked out of Man of Steel with a crush. Hi, Henry. Yeah, you, sir. Clark Kent. Kal-el. Superman. (Nerd note: They’re just calling him “Kal”? That bugs the living hell out of me, by the way.) (More nerd note: Yes, I kind of like the new back story of Man of Steel. So I thoroughly enjoyed the movie up until he and Lois met, and it pretty much went downhill from there...
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