Between things a couple of friends have said recently, I suddenly realized why I love Superman so much. He and the Flash are unshakably my favourites. Recently a friend explained that why he never really found Superman very interesting was that Superman is just so powerful that there was no suspense, or excitement: you just knew he was going to defeat the bad guy.
That’s why I loved Superman. He could do and solve anything. Defeat any enemy. And he could just do it; it was certain. That’s what I wished I could do. I didn’t want to battle the kids that bullied me, or win some noble struggle. I wanted to end it; eradicate the problem, the problematic people, whatever. I wanted to throw them over with a flick of my wrist, not win an epic, evenly matched battle. I felt totally powerless, all the time, and I just wanted to be Superman. Superman couldn’t lose. They’d have to leave Superman alone. Nothing could happen to Superman. Why couldn’t I just be Superman?
I guess that’s also why I always cry at the end of Fred Claus.