Hope, Capes, and One Very Good Boy: Superman (2025) Gave Me the Feelings I Didn’t Know I Needed

Look, I know — me? Writing a heartfelt, slightly feral love letter to a Superman movie in 2025? Bit out of left field. But sue me. The film slapped, the cape twirled, and the dog made me cry.

You know that feeling when the world feels like it’s burning and you’re just… tired?
Like you’ve seen one too many cynical takes on heroes, one too many “dark and gritty” rebrands, and you’ve kind of forgotten what aspiration looks like? Superman (2025) fixes that.

It doesn’t just fly — it soars. Not in a smug, self-congratulatory way, but in that quiet, hopeful, soul-healing kind of way that reminds you why we love superheroes in the first place. And why we need them.

Because this Superman? He’s not trying to be cool. He’s not trying to be edgy.
He’s just… good. And that feels kinda radical.

This Is a Superman You Believe In

Without giving anything away, this version of Clark Kent brings warmth back to the cape.
He’s strong, yes. He’s iconic, of course. But more than anything—he’s kind. Not performatively, not because the script says so, but because you feel it radiate from him.

He cares. About people. About justice. About doing the right thing even when it’s hard.
And somehow, in the hands of this cast, writer and director, that never feels corny. It feels necessary.

The world in this film is recognisable—messy, complicated, a little jaded. But Superman isn’t here to brood in the corner. He’s here to remind us that hope doesn’t have to be naive. That strength and compassion aren’t opposites.

And honestly? That message hit me right in my emotionally exhausted millennial chest.

The Casting Is Impeccable

Whoever did the casting?Give them whatever award casting gets . An Oscar? Give them an Oscar!

David Corenswet and Rachel Brosnahan as Clark and Lois are inspired. Like, career-defining, knock-it-out-of-the-park, how-did-you-nail-this-so-perfectly inspired. Corenswet brings exactly the kind of quiet strength and wide-eyed sincerity you want from Superman—he’s all heart, no ego. And Brosnahan’s Lois? Sharp, fearless, magnetic. The kind of Lois Lane who runs the newsroom and your emotional state.

And the chemistry? Scorching. Like, “they’re not allowed to look at each other like that unless they’re dating in real life” levels of hot.

Clark. Lois. Jimmy. Lex. Every role is filled with actors who get it—not just in terms of look or delivery, but energy.

They bring balance. They bring banter. They bring gravitas when it’s needed, and just the right touch of levity when it isn’t. There’s real chemistry across the board—not in a forced rom-com way, but in the kind of way that makes Metropolis feel like a real, lived-in place. Like people have history here.

And yes, there’s a dog. I won’t spoil anything, but… the dog deserves its own spin-off. And an Oscar. And probably a line of merch. If you don’t tear up at least once because of that dog, you may be entitled to financial compensation.

Kindness as a Superpower

What sets this film apart isn’t just the action sequences (which are, by the way, visually stunning and refreshingly coherent), but the emotional core. Superman isn’t solving problems with just brute force. He listens. He leads. He lifts people—physically and emotionally.

It’s not just what he does. It’s how he does it.

There’s this moment—no spoilers, but you’ll know it when it happens—where Superman helps someone not because it’ll save the world, but because it’ll save them. And I swear, my heart grew three sizes. This is a movie that believes in empathy as much as it does flight.

In Conclusion, I Left Lighter

Superman (2025) didn’t just entertain me. It comforted me. It reminded me that earnestness doesn’t have to be boring. That goodness can be powerful. That being kind, truly kind, is still the most radical thing a hero can be.

It’s a film with heart. And hope. And one very good boy. And a dog. And in a world that often feels like it’s forgotten how to care, Superman gently, firmly reminds us: we still can.