Supergirl has always been essentially just a female derivation of Superman. From back in the days when just a bland gender-swap was deemed enough in the comics industry to make up for a lack of female characters -Batgirl is just the same. There is something inherently condescending about the character’s existence, and it does feel especially so when she is the subject of the sophomore feature for a new cinematic universe. It is weird that James Gunn and Peter Safran at DC would jump to her this quickly as opposed to someone like Wonder Woman. Supergirl has evolved of course into more of a distinct character over the years but that is not known to general audiences who see the name and iconography as merely piggy-backing off of a more successful entity. This movie, Supergirl , acknowledges that throughout, whether by ham-fistedly commenting on the laziness of such a designation as mere counterpart to a man (and referring to Kara Zor-El as a ‘girl’ despite being an adult in this universe...
I wonder how familiar Julian Schnabel is with Sunday in the Park with George . He’s a New Yorker and an artist so the chances I think are pretty high. It is one of Stephen Sondheim’s perhaps underrated musicals but a favourite of mine and just about everyone else who has seen it. It is about a painter, Georges Seurat, and his obsession with finishing his great masterpiece while also about a cynical modern descendant reckoning with that work. It is a very compelling premise that invites new consideration of not only the legacy of an artist but an interrogation of artistry itself. And Schnabel is certainly interested in those themes, having explored them in his two movies about complicated artists, Basquiat and At Eternity’s Gate . In the Hand of Dante is not like those films. Really, it’s not like any film, at least in the details. But it does feel like a culmination of sorts for Schnabel, who has been working on it in some capacity or another for fifteen years -since it was being dev...