Give me the Kryptonite

I’m glad I played “Superman Returns” before Thanksgiving, because football and food were the only ways i was going to forget about it. My goodness — I filed the review today, and I can’t remember the last time I was so completely and wholly disheartened by a game experience.

I’m sure other things happened to me, but the only thing that sticks in my head is the sheer monotony of the missions. I don’t want to see any more robots — robots in the air, robots on the ground, big robots, small robots — I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt like Malcolm McDowell in “A Clockwork Orange,” when he was sitting in a room with his eyelids pryed open and forced to watch wicked images and listen to music. Except it was robots and repetitive gameplay. What kills me about the game is that it was DELAYED. What happened? Why can I get through half the game in two hours?

You know what? I don’t care. What’s done is done. And I’m done talking about this game. Where’s the Wii?