Bluesman Mike Lindner Wrote:Ah...the =real= SUPERMAN... I don't recall it, but I'm told my foster-father had to grab me from the window after my announcement, "I can fly like Superman!"
*chuckle*
When I was 4 my folks got me a Superman costume for Halloween. I didn't think I could fly, mind you, but wanted to pretend. So I jumped from a chair in the kitchen, pretending I was flying. That worked just fine!
Jumping back to the chair, however, didn't work out so well. My feet hit the front edge of the chair, just as I'd planned. I
hadn't counted on the chair then sliding away from me on the vinyl floor.
A broken coccyx doesn't hurt much though, as long as you don't sit down.
I happen to like character-piece movies, and don't necessarily expect non-stop-action all the time. I loved Hollywoodland, for what it's worth.
Volsh