Get it? Kal-Hell? This new TV spot for The Movie of the Summer (you heard it here first) features a rather perturbed lookin’ Superman ready to lay down some whuppings.
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Get it? Kal-Hell? This new TV spot for The Movie of the Summer (you heard it here first) features a rather perturbed lookin’ Superman ready to lay down some whuppings.
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New comments are totally reiterating what has already been pretty much understood: Zack Snyder is going to direct the Justice League movie if his new Super-Jam doesn’t blow.
Jesus Christ, so help me. If you watch this trailer and you don’t feel things man, I have nothing to offer you.
The Impossible Reality continues to inch closer. You know, the reality where there is actually a good Superman movie, and somehow (doubly impossible) it is directed by Zack Snyder. Bask in this reality’s approach, courtesy of the first Man of Steel TV spot.

I say goddamn! Superman has himself some sweaty, glorious pectoral muscles in the latest batch of Man of Steel pictures. Amid the din of both Iron Man 3, and Star Wars Into Darkness (heh) or whatever, I continually forget this piggy is coming home to roost. What an errant bastard I am! These pictures serve as a quality reminder that there is going to be a shard of Kryptonite in my pants later this summer. And I suppose I’m happy to see you, too.
From now on, that is what I’m calling the region of every superhero’s outfit that gently holds their package. Their dong cradle. ‘Cause as you’ll see, Supes’ outfit is gingerly cradling his super-children. Just waiting to doff the outfit, and unfurl the silent terror. I’m not sure what I’m talking about anymore. I just like using the phrase “dong cradle.” Try it.
If this rumor is true, it is going to be powerful enough to shatter the scrotum of women-fearing fanboys. There is a good chance that there ain’t no Jimmy Olsen in Man of Steel, with the movie opting to go for a female equivalent. Jenny. Here is hoping. Man of Steel doesn’t seem to give a fuck about diddling the Kal-El conventions, and I find it more intriguing due to that. An African-American Perry? Word. A red headed Lois Lane? Double word. A female Jimmy Olsen? Triple-combo-something? (I didn’t know where I was going with that.)
Zack Snyder. Star Wars. Together. At last? I feel like, given my usual rage for Snyder, I should be cheesed. But I can’t be. His Man of Steel trailer (admittedly a small glimpse) was hot. The idea of riffing off of Kurosawa again in Star Wars is hot.
No lie: I just watched this trailer at work on a computer with no sound, and the effort still managed to give me goosebumps. Visually ridiculous, tonally serious. I am so, so stoked.
Oh noes! Superman is considered a villain! Sworn to protect a peoples who doesn’t understand him. They wonder why he flies around in kinky purple latex, and doesn’t like. You know. Just fix all the Earth’s problems in one day and then go about enjoying the rest of his life.