When­ev­er most peo­ple go ice skat­ing, they usu­al­ly begin by cling­ing onto the bar­ri­er going around the edge of the rink. I am no excep­tion, but con­sid­er­ing that I had­n’t skat­ed in close to ten years, I was pleas­ant­ly sur­prised that I was able to skate away from the bar­ri­er after only about ten min­utes on the edge. I was able to build up some rea­son­able speed, and I did­n’t even fall over once.

Despite the cold, I worked up a sweat, and I must have had a con­sid­er­able work­out since my ham­strings felt ten­der for the next cou­ple of days.

After that, we went to see Super­man Returns. The intro had me wrapped: it was essen­tial­ly an updat­ed ver­sion of the intro in the first movie. Unfor­tu­nate­ly, I feel they bor­rowed too much from the orig­i­nal four films. Unlike Bat­man Begins (which I loved), Super­man Returns, as its name implies, is a con­tin­u­a­tion and not a reboot. Lex Luthor was dark­er, but still felt like a bum­bling buf­foon sur­round­ed by even greater buf­foons. He played a min­i­mal role in the film, with a large chunk of time going to Lois Lane. Lois, I feel, was very poor­ly writ­ten for and cast­ed. What hap­pened to the sassy reporter that off­set the goody-goody Clark Kent so well? This Lois was like a wet blan­ket on the whole plot.

Super­man him­self was pret­ty darn good. The prob­lem with Super­man, though, is that he’s too darn pow­er­ful. Lex Luthor is a pow­er­ful adver­sary with his evil genius, but if you want a char­ac­ter to match Super­man in raw pow­er you’d have to look towards the likes of Dark­seid or Dooms­day. For the movie fran­chise to sur­vive, I think they will have to branch away from Luthor, but hope­ful­ly not as bad­ly as was done in Super­man III.