James Gunn, the hopeful saviour of the DC Universe, has put such a strong stamp on the franchise that every film now seems far too similar.
As someone who thought Superman (2025) was okay, I was hoping Supergirl would feel a little more refreshing, especially with a different director at the helm. Unfortunately, it feels like Guardians of the Galaxy having its own Thor: The Dark World or Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania. The story is not compelling at all and relies heavily on the audience caring about Krypto, a character I personally have little investment in.
The additional storyline involving Ruth Marye Knoll felt incredibly jarring. The trope of an annoying younger character wanting to emulate the hero is one we’ve seen far too many times before. Jason Momoa has long been linked to the role of Lobo and has frequently spoken about his love for the character; however, he was easily the worst part of the film. The comedic approach generated virtually no laughs, and the character never came across as intimidating, making his portrayal a major disappointment.
Throughout the film, I genuinely tried to find something to enjoy. I was hoping that, at the very least, Supergirl would be mediocre. However, the weak action sequences, cringeworthy score, and awkward dialogue made it difficult to enjoy. If anything, the film has left me even less excited about the direction DC is heading in. If you’re looking for a point in this review where I praise the film, I’m afraid you’ll be just as disappointed as I was while watching it.
Overall, Supergirl feels like a knockoff collection of James Gunn’s greatest hits, failing to deliver either genuine laughs or an engaging experience. That is exactly why I’ve given it the rating that I have.
Review by Eccy
What started as hopeful giddiness for this new DC universe has thrown itself down a hill into a complete mess of its own identity. It’s scrambled, broken and just plain boring. What should have been a bold statement for the future instead feels remarkably unsure of what it wants to be.
The film’s biggest issue is its baffling use of music. Every needle drop feels completely misjudged, never elevating the action or emotion. The final battle is the clearest example, taking what should be an exhilarating rock anthem and replacing it with a cover version that drains all the energy from the sequence.
Milly Alcock rises above the material, bringing a punk rock edge to Kara that pairs nicely with the grief at the heart of her character. Unfortunately, the rest of the cast are let down by weak writing, from Eve Ridley’s generic “annoying kid” role to Matthias Schoenaerts’ underdeveloped villain. While there are glimpses of a compelling character study buried within Supergirl, they’re ultimately drowned out by a confused script and a lack of identity.
Review by Epicz