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