“I’m only a man, In a funny red sheet. I’m only a man, Looking for a dream.
I’m only a man, In a funny red sheet. And it’s not easy…
Its not easy to be…me.”
Five for Fighting - Superman
For the first time in my whole time blogging, I tried to write a blog in english. Any comments related to grammar mistakes, vocabulary will not be approved (Tssaaaaaah…). Okey, I have Oxford dictionary and little help from Google Translate.
This writing begins after watching The Green Hornet, the weirdest superhero movie I've ever seen.
If I had allowed to rate this movie so I can surely say that if Superman, Batman, Spiderman, X-Men includes superhero class A then The Green Hornet is superhero class B.
Superheroes are heroes who make even bigger splashes. I grew up watching movies, following the exploits of Superman, Batman, Spiderman, the X-Men, and others of their ilk. When I was a kid, I wanted to be a superhero. Superman was my favorite (still is), but others were good too. I used to wore praying sarong at my back so as Superman costume .
Perhaps being superhero is impossible, but there are plenty of real-world superheroes. Firefighters and police officers are heroes. Doctors, nurses, and other medical professionals are heroes. Teachers are heroes.
The thing that has always stuck with me about superheroes is the lonely life they lead. Both in movies and the real world, superheroes are often alone. Dedicated to their work, dedicated to humanity as a whole, they sacrifice their personal relationships and friendships. They love the whole world, which prevents them from getting too close to individuals.