Batman might have been my first comic book, but when my grandmother bought me a Superman comic, I. Was. HOOKED. I mean, come on. "Yes, it's Superman, strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men. Superman, who can change the course of mighty rivers,…

Don't you mean *especially if* you are at a public library?

I want to make love to this comment.

The full quote of his response to Joachim is, "He tasks me. He tasks me; and I shall have him! I'll chase him 'round the moons of Nibia, and 'round the Antares Maelstrom, and 'round Perdition's flames before I give him up!"

He tasks me. He tasks me, and I shall have him.

Bazinga!

I hate the New 52 so. very. much. It's flames...flames on the side of my face.

I'm still in mourning.

I enjoyed it, as did everyone I saw the movie with.

My first comic book was a Batman comic. My second was a Superman comic. Here was this guy from another world who could fly, had super strength, heat-vision, and was invulnerable? Plus, the costume was awesome and he wasn't dependent on some idiot sidekick? I was sold.

Actually, the "pimp" is not hanging out right in front of the Daily Planet.

I find your lack of faith disturbing.

You and me both. I'm worried that the "Phantom Menace theory" will apply here: awesome trailers, crappy movie. However, everything I've heard about this movie is positive.

You go right ahead and stay home. More room for me.

I wish DC Comics would STOP. IT. with Angsty Superman. It was powerful to see Superman crying during "Crisis on Infinite Earths" after the death of Supergirl, but now, it's bordering on cliché.

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You know you just made yourself a perfect candidate for WhiteWhine.com, right?

In other words, you're talking out of your ass.

Before: he's kinda cute.

And how would you be able to build a city in a zone that has constant, massive and intense storms?