Diane Lane is all set to become to most buxom and vivacious Martha Kent of all time in Zack Snyder’s upcoming Superman film Man of Steel, but she’s echoing something the future General Zod Michael Shannon has already publicly said: nobody seems to have a copy of the script. Lane told E Online that, “I read the script under lock and key. I was locked in a room with the script and was only allowed three hours with it. I nailed it into my memory. I’m really excited. I’m really not allowed to talk much about it, I think, but it does cover the entire range of years, from infancy on.”
She may not be able to talk much about it, but already I feel that she’s said too much. Lane’s comments seem to confirm that this new take on Superman is going to be yet another origin story, and if there’s anything I know to be true in my heart of hearts, it’s that nobody wants to see another superhero origin story. At this point Superman is such a part of Americana that our kids are born probably already knowing the tale of the baby jettisoned from the planet of Krypton and his new home on Earth where he finds he has strange powers. Do we really need to see the story “from infancy on” yet again? Can’t we finally just get a good movie where a grown-up Superman battles a bunch of giant robots or something in the streets of Metropolis? We already know that he was raised in Smallville, we already know how he got his job at The Daily Planet. I’m ready for something new.
Snyder seems to be taking great precautions to make sure that details of Man of Steel don’t leak. I commend that. Pesky online journalists who want to pour over every bit of minutiae about the production of films have taken away a bit of the mystique of going to the movies. Damn them. But with what we know about Man of Steel already, that it is the story of Superman from birth to now, that it involves General Zod, I don’t even think I need to read the script to get all of the details. I can just go watch Richard Donner’s movies and know everything I need to. In case you didn’t notice, makers of Man of Steel, I’m writing these ice burns as a direct challenge. Please prove me wrong.