Die, Superman, die

Thirty years ago I was high on superheroes and wanted nothing more than a life filled with caped crusaders and men of steel. I’d just seen Superman III at the cinema and I thought to myself: “Why can’t they make more films like this No, why can’t all films be like this” I was a fool, and not just because I was eight or that Superman III is a super dud (Superman AND Richard Pryor in the same What could possibly go wrong).

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