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In preparation for Bryan Singer's Superman film, I re-watched the 1978 version starring Christopher Reeve.  I  remember enjoying this film as a kid and I thought it might be interesting to see how it held up.  Yeesh.  The first half hour is okay, mostly because we get to watch Jor-El and General Zod glower at each other, but afterwards the movie descends quickly into uninspired camp.  Lex Luthor in a wig?  And what is up with that god-awful inner monologue ("Can you read my mind?") delivered by Margot Kidder?  Her character is supposed to be a crackerjack reporter and she's reciting dialog that sounds like it was written by a teenage girl with a crush on the guy who sits in front of her in geometry class.  Oh, and I'm pretty sure time doesn't run backwards simply because Superman reverses the Earth's orbit. 

 

I want those two hours of my life back.