That's right folks, after seeing Superman Returns twice (bought tickets to The Devil Wears Prada both times so as not to tamper with the sample.) I can no longer pass this film off as being a Superman film.
Hence to forth, this movie will be known on this blog simply as "Singerman." First because it's shorter to write. And second, it reflects the film as being what it is: Bryan Singer's ugly amalgum of Richard Donner's 30 year old ideas and Singer's own dreary, boring tweaks to the myth.
Superman is not a voyeur or a stalker. He wouldnt blow town for 5 years without notifying Lois Lane, he wouldn't hit on another man's fiancee, and he sure as heck wouldn't have fathered that creepy looking kid.