James Gunn’s Superman kickstarts DC’s cinematic universe with a fresh, emotionally intelligent take on the Man of Steel. Vibrant, textured and at times deeply moving, this is no origin story — we’re plunged straight into a world where Clark Kent (David Corenswet) is already Superman, and the stakes are both global and intensely personal.
From the very first moments, Corenswet’s portrayal evokes unmistakable echoes of the late, great Christopher Reeve. It’s not just in the strong jawline or statuesque frame — it’s in the twinkle of humility, the vulnerability behind the cape, the charm that makes him both divine and deeply human. He’s got charisma and warmth — not just good looks.
Gunn balances cosmic spectacle with nuanced characterisation. Lois Lane (Rachel Brosnahan) gives as good as she gets, while Lex Luthor (a deliciously chilling Nicholas Hoult) updates villainy for our era: a manipulative, tech-savvy powerbroker with a media empire and military reach.
Enter Krypto: Canine Comic Relief and Heart of the Film
But let’s be honest — the unsung hero of this film is Krypto, Superman’s genius superdog. Krypto adds a riot of humour and so much heart to the movie that I found myself looking forward to his appearances in every scene. He’s adorable, loyal, chaotic, and absolutely steals the show — whether he’s flying through space or eating Clark’s socks in their tiny Metropolis apartment.
In a clever twist near the end, Superman’s cousin Supergirl reappears, hilariously reclaiming Krypto, whom she had left in Clark’s care “just for a while.” The entire exchange is touching and hysterical in equal measure — and if you ask me, DC must make a standalone Krypto film. That dog deserves his own franchise. Full stop.
Symbolism and Politics in the Shadows
As the film hurtles towards its final act, a staggering scene unfolds: Metropolis is split by a vast torrent of water — only for Superman to close the deluge and save a trapped population under siege. It felt unmistakably biblical. The parallel to Moses parting the Red Sea was immediate — and the frightened, displaced citizens bore a haunting resemblance to Palestinians in Gaza, while the attacking army had the look of militarised Israeli forces. Was it intentional? Gunn doesn’t spoon-feed, but the imagery was powerful and pointed. A subtle political message cloaked in mythic scale — and perhaps one of the boldest narrative choices in the film.
Why Superman Still Matters
For me, Superman has always meant something deeply personal. He represents hope, decency, and the belief that power must serve kindness. He’s the ultimate outsider who still chooses to belong, and protect — asking for nothing in return. Every time I see that cape, I feel a little more whole, a little more idealistic. And this reboot reminded me of why I fell in love with him in the first place.
James Gunn’s Superman doesn’t just restore a hero — it reinvents him with tenderness, humour and a necessary dose of political reflection. It’s a dazzling, emotionally intelligent take on the classic, topped off by a dog I now want as my co-pilot through life.
In cinemas from 11 July. Don’t miss it — and prepare to fall in love with Krypto.
London Mums’rating: 8/10
The trailer
