The year was 1987. ¬†I was ten years old and was super excited that a new Superman movie was on the horizon. ¬†I had worn out our copies of ¬†SUPERMAN THE MOVIE and SUPERMAN II that we recorded from the ABC Sunday night movie. ¬† I had gone with some friends of our family to see SUPERMAN III and now we got a new a Superman movie?
In my book, Superman movies were just below Star Wars in my little guy geek spectrum. ¬† So it was that my dad took me to see what would be Christopher Reeve’s final portrayal of The Man of Steel.
Even as a chunky ten year old kid I knew something was off about this movie. ¬†There was too much humor. ¬†Superman always looked just the same when he came flying onto the screen. ¬†By “looked the same,” I mean that it appeared that someone had cut out a picture of Superman flying and pasted it onto the film. ¬†(Apparently that’s exactly what they did.)
In the years that followed, whenever I talked to friends or fans about SUPERMAN IV, it was always the same thing. ¬†“That’s the worst Superman movie EVER!” ¬†“They should have stopped with three.” “It’s sooo bad.”
The problem is I could never not watch it. ¬†If it happened to be on TV, or if it was in a video store to rent, I loved to watch it. ¬†When I finally got the first set of Superman movie DVDs that were released back in 2001 I would often come home on a Sunday afternoon, pop in SUPERMAN IV and watch it again and again.
For a few years, this was something I would never admit to my geekier friends except jokingly. ¬†Why? ¬†Because everywhere I turned, whenever Superman IV was mentioned, it was mentioned in groans and moans.
I refuse to accept that SUPERMAN IV is a movie with NO redeeming qualities, and I refuse to believe that it’s simple childhood memories that fuel my love for SUPERMAN IV. ¬†In fact, I maintain that were it not for the poor special effects, SUPERMAN IV may not be held in such disdain.