Directed by Jeannot Szwarc
Expectations: I’m so excited.
On the general scale:
On the B-movie scale:
The opening scene of Supergirl tries its best to liken itself to the opening scene of Superman, showing us a strange, alien world inhabited by humanoids much like ourselves. But where that original scene was interesting, the one in Supergirl falls a bit short. It does ostensibly perform the same task, though: setting up the canvas on which the rest of the film will be painted. For Superman, that canvas was grand and heroic, but for Supergirl, it’s campy, over-the-top and very much in the realm of B-Movies. One of my favorite phrases to repeat to myself while watching movies like Superman, Thor or The Avengers is, “This is cosmic done right!” Supergirl is most definitely “cosmic done wrong.” That doesn’t mean it doesn’t have its share of fun, but even by ’80s or B-Movie standards this is pretty lackluster.
Kara Zor-El (AKA Supergirl, AKA Linda Lee) is Superman’s cousin. She lives in a white sparkling place called Argo City, which is basically a chunk of the planet Krypton that survived the destruction of the planet. They don’t really explain it, I don’t really understand it, but that’s what it is. Oh, and apparently it’s under our ocean? That REALLY didn’t make sense to me, because they show Supergirl going through space to get to Earth and then she pops out of a lake on the studio backlot. So I guess that was supposed to be the deep, dark ocean she was going through. It did have a watery look at times. The lake part still doesn’t compute, though, especially given the film’s ending. Maybe they were trying to clumsily remind us of the adage that all streams lead to the ocean? I honestly don’t know. Anyway… Peter O’Toole steals the city’s power source (the Omegahedron!) because he’s a wascaly, wascaly wabbit, but through a bad chain of events Supergirl ends up losing the Omegahedron when it rockets out the city’s paper walls. Uh oh. So Supergirl jumps in the city’s diving pod in order to retrieve the power source, and thus our adventure begins. But, of course, the Omegahedron immediately falls into the hands of our villain, the evil witch Selena (Faye Dunaway), who uses it to quickly gain power and fulfill her dreams of world domination.
This isn’t necessarily a bad thing if the overall film is fun, but with Supergirl the story just isn’t there. Much of the movie drags like Superman trying to pull an anvil make of Kryptonite. Watching Hart Bochner under a love spell will only get you so far, even when you realize that it’s Harry Ellis from Die Hard, and you keep adding “Bubby” to everything he says. (I.E. “Marry me, Bubby.” “We’re from different worlds, Bubby.” or “Linda, Bubby, love makes everything possible.”) While Helen Slater performs admirably for an unknown in the role of Supergirl, everyone else in the movie is fairly annoying. Faye Dunaway does her best to ham it up something fierce, but she has no character arc and most of her scenes induce more head-shaking than those photos of Chinese dogs wearing pantyhose. So when the characters aren’t engaging, and the story is boring, even the best B-Movie thrills in the world will only raise your film up to average levels of entertainment.
Along with Superman III and Superman IV, Supergirl was one of the Superman films I saw over and over as a child. It wasn’t any conscious choice on my part, it was simply what was available to me. But for some reason, I had a hard time recalling much of the film. It would seem that even as a child who enjoyed the film, I zoned out through a lot of it. But this time around, even through all the harsh words and the hammy acting, I did enjoy a good portion of Supergirl. When it stops talking and goes into its light heroics, I found it pretty enjoyable in a B-Movie way. The ending confrontation is something that I can’t believe got past the first re-write stage of the script, but I’m glad it did because it’s the kind of batshit-crazy movie magic that could only come out of the ’80s. There’s also a fantastic scene of ’80s electricity, which, if you didn’t already know, is without a doubt the best kind of electricity.
I can’t call Supergirl a fun movie to watch, though, as it’s much more annoying and drawn-out than it needs to be. The most egregious of these scenes is the fan service section within the Phantom Zone, which probably looked a lot better on paper than it does on film. I will say that this part of the movie is chock full of lines and visual cues that are perfect fodder for sexually themed MST3K-style riffing, though, so that did provide a fair amount of enjoyment. But Supergirl is more a test of your will to sit through the boring garbage to get to something mildly enjoyable than anything else. That’s kind of the way a lot of B-Movies work, though, so if you’re already attuned to that frequency, check it out… maybe?