How Super Was Super 8?

I was going to write a film review on Super 8 today. But I found myself thinking about reality and happy endings instead. I will, however, share a few thoughts on the movie’s value before I kill the cat.

(Cat lovers, I apologize about this image. I’ll go hug my own cat now.)

Moving on. When I watched the trailer, I expected something completely different. You know… when I saw the alien cube and the train crash, I imagined some kind of Smallville scenario where the alien substance gives people superhuman abilities. And I thought the title referred to 8 kids with those powers.

Let's Party with the Devil!

I’ll get to the party in a bit. Just bear with me.

My parents are strange people. My mother likes to party and my dad likes to play computer games. My mum likes to travel and meet new people, my dad likes to be alone in the comfort of his home. My dad is an introvert, my mum an extravert.

My theory is that they met during a cosmic fart that messed up the alignment of history a little bit. You know, like when Michael Jackson decided to change color and when Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden came out. About that time.