There’s a special place in hell for those who say nice things about Zack Snyder’s films. Slavoj Žižek doomed himself to such a fate with his review of 300, which positioned Snyder’s supposedly racist, ‘roided-out homoerotics as a celebration of revolutionary discipline. I never saw 300, but I admired Žižek’s willingness to troll like that.

So when I tell you that I not only appreciated, but loved Snyder’s Man of Steel, believe me, I can smell the flames singing the skin off my feet. But I’m sorry to say, this is the big dumb Wagnerian movie I’ve been waiting for. It’s Fritz Lang’s Die Nibelungen on a quarter of a billion dollars.

So far, I’m seeing a lot of “been there, done that” reviews for Man of Steel. Are you kidding me? Every comic book movie is “been there, done that.” The format was played out fifteen years ago! Because let’s face it: it’s a pretty lame genre. These movies suck. Zombie-apocalypse films have a better signal-to-noise ratio.