So I Watched James Gunn’s Superman and Honestly? I’m Kind of in Love

Okay, so listen. I just got back from watching Superman—yes, the shiny new 2025 reboot directed by James Gunn—and I’m still buzzing. Like, I was not expecting to feel this giddy about a superhero movie, especially one about a guy who wears his underwear over his tights and saves cats from trees. But here we are. I loved it. I mean, loved it.
You know when you watch something and you’re like, “Oh no, this is gonna live in my head for a while”? Yeah, that was me about twenty minutes in, when David Corenswet soared across the sky for the first time. That man is Superman. Like, not in a cosplay kind of way. I mean, if Superman were real and had impeccable hair and smoldery eyes that make you question everything about your allegiance to Batman—yeah, that’s David.
Plot Stuff (Because Apparently That Matters)
So, the film sets us in a world that’s kind of tired of superheroes. Like, “oh great, another flying dude with laser eyes” kind of tired. But Clark Kent, fresh out of Smallville and new to Metropolis, still believes in truth and justice and helping people because it’s the right thing to do. I know, radical, right?
We get a peek into his early days at the Daily Planet, where Lois Lane (played by Rachel Brosnahan, who was absolutely magnetic, by the way) is already deep in conspiracy theory land about something sketchy going on at LexCorp. Meanwhile, Lex Luthor—cue Nicholas Hoult doing his best “menace in a tailored suit” energy—is rolling out a new AI-powered defense system that’s totally not evil. (Spoiler: it’s evil.)
And then bam! Everything goes full-on chaos when Lex’s “security bots” turn on the city, and Superman has to decide whether being good is enough when people are afraid of what you can do. It’s kind of philosophical in that James Gunn way—like, here’s a guy who could crush a tank like it’s a soda can, but he’s still out here second-guessing whether saving people is even welcome anymore.
The Cast (AKA: Let’s Talk About That Bald Brilliance)

Can we just take a second to talk about Nicholas Hoult as Lex Luthor? I wasn’t sold at first, to be honest. I had flashbacks of his Beast makeup from X-Men: First Class and couldn’t unsee it. But he absolutely ate this role. He’s cold, calculated, weirdly charming in a “this guy absolutely has a cryogenic chamber for his skincare routine” kind of way. And the dude’s got this crew of Gen Z tech bros sitting behind massive gaming monitors, fist-pumping and meme-ing every time Superman gets knocked down. I had to laugh. Like, I get what Gunn was going for—corporate villainy meets Silicon Valley absurdity—but it was a little much. Funny, but maybe turned up to 11 when 8 would’ve done the job.
Still, Hoult nailed it. There’s this one scene where he’s just quietly watching the city fall apart outside his skyscraper window, sipping coffee like he’s watching Succession. No evil monologue, no shouting—just vibes. Chilling, in the best way.
And let’s circle back to David Corenswet, because yes. The dude has the wholesome charm down pat. He’s got the dorky Clark Kent shrug and the “I could lift a mountain but would rather help you carry groceries” sincerity. There’s this scene with Ma Kent back at the farm (yes, it’s still in Kansas, yes, I cried), and it’s like, this is why Superman works. It’s not just the flying or the lasers—it’s the heart. And David brings it.
Rachel Brosnahan’s Lois is smart, fierce, and somehow not just a side character. She’s doing things. She’s chasing leads, pushing Clark to think harder, and holding her own without falling into that tired “damsel in distress” trap. And I loved that they didn’t try to force the romance too hard—there’s chemistry, but it’s slow burn. My favorite kind.
Now Let’s Talk About the Elephant in the Red Cape

So the film has gotten some flak online. Certain corners of the internet (read: right-wing pundits with too much free time) have been calling for a boycott because of how the movie leans into Superman’s identity as—brace yourself—an immigrant. Groundbreaking, right?
I mean, Superman has always been the original immigrant story. The guy literally crash-landed from another planet, was raised in Kansas, and grew up wanting to do good in a world that didn’t fully understand him. That’s not new. That’s baked into the mythos. If that makes you uncomfortable, maybe superheroes just aren’t your thing?
James Gunn didn’t sugarcoat it either. The movie draws some pretty clear parallels to current political tensions—fear of outsiders, media manipulation, weaponizing “national security,” all that fun stuff. Watching Lex whip up public paranoia with sleek soundbites and AI surveillance while Superman’s just trying to be the good guy? Yeah, it felt real. A little too real, honestly.
There’s this scene where Superman saves a group of refugees and then gets accused of interfering in “sovereign affairs” by some snaky government mouthpiece. That hit hard. Like, it wasn’t even subtle. But that’s kind of the point. Good science fiction—and superhero films, when they’re brave—hold up a mirror. And this one doesn’t flinch.
I only hope we get the same hopeful outcome in real life. Because if Clark Kent can still believe in the goodness of people after all that, maybe there’s still hope for us too.
So, Yeah…
This wasn’t just a “good Superman movie.” It was a good movie, period. Like, I went in expecting popcorn fun and walked out with a slight identity crisis about morality, immigration, and AI surveillance. Thanks, James Gunn. I guess I needed that?
If you’ve been on the fence, hop off and go see it. It’s smart, heartfelt, funny, a little chaotic—and it gives Superman his soul back without making it corny.
Can’t wait to see what’s next. Also, if Nicholas Hoult ever plays a Bond villain, just take my money now.
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