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[samsom]

I'm not the most observant person in the room, so when I like something, I tend to watch it over and over because I'm very good at missing stuff the first and second, and third, time around. Repeat viewings can be like peeling an onion.

It has layers, like an ogre.

I do this with Buffy and Angel a lot, and I'm still discovering new things to squee over (this fandom is dead my ass).

So I'm on my tenth or so viewing of Superman Returns (SR) since Saturday. And I'm loving it more and more because I keep seeing new things.

::whistles aimlessly::

Here are some observations.

Lois Lane is struck dumb by Superman's presence.

Lois chews her pen when pondering the Man of Steel.

Lois has this frantic ADD attitude when Clark's around and I'm not entirely sure that doesn't mean something.

Keeping in mind that flying is a metaphor for sex -

a)Superman did not want to fly Kitty to the hospital.

b)Superman wanted Lois to go flying with him so they could, uh, talk.

c)Lois looked like she'd had a good 'seeing to' when she came down off that roof.

Superman is who he is, and Clark Kent is nothing but a very bland disguise (reverse of the comic!canon, I think).

When Lois picked Richard, she chose a man who was a mix of Clark and Superman - slightly ackward at times, he's a reporter, he flies, and he's courageous when he's needs to be.

Superman is still having to choose between saving Lois and saving Metropolis. Metropolis wins, and Richard saves Lois (or attempts to) instead, reinforcing to Superman that he can never have any real personal happiness, which just sets him even further apart from humanity.

Superman rectifies the mistake he made five years ago by saying good-bye to Lois on the plane before he flies off to finish saving the world. He's ready to die, I think, having nothing real to live for, until Lois gives him that reason by telling him about Jason.

Ok, so that's it.

::shrugs::

These are fairly simplistic observations compared to the veritable cornicopia that we have in the Buffyverse, with its endless layers and still fascinating and insightful metas, but I'm just happy to have reached them all by myself.

I'll probably watch the movie twenty more times and write about ten unfinished ficlets before the monkey's off my back, but hopefully the Buffyverse fandom won't die out and scatter before I'm done.

And man, I'm shipping Lois/Superman so hard right now.