31 years ago today, December 15, 1978, Superman was released in movie theaters. It was the beginning of the modern superhero film genre.
I was ten years old when I saw the movie. It would be the first movie I would see a second time.
While I liked it so much, it was hard to admit I liked something I had liked when I was a toddler (see photo in top right corner).
It was bad PR. It became my secret.
I down-played how obsessed I was watching the Fifties television show, reading the trade paperbacks and comics, listening to the Opening Theme/Love Theme 45 record on my sister’s turntable or how many times I would stare at the different scenes in the collage poster from the movie (that I still can’t find today).
While I had the sense at ten that I couldn’t fly like Superman and that it was all make-believe, I wanted to live somewhere like Smallville rather than a Long Island suburb. I wanted to help people. I wanted to make a difference.
Even today goosebumps rise on my arms and legs when John William’s Opening Theme to the soundtrack shows up on the CD car mix I made for my kids.