This story starts with a Superman who doesn’t know he’s Superman yet. The Daily Planet is still calling him the Flying Man. Enter Lobo, rocking big 80s biker energy, like a demonic Danzig on steroids, who comes to Metropolis to collect a bounty on Clark’s head and, along the way, drops some truth bombs about his Kryptonian heritage.
Then there’s the Martian Manhunter, J’onn J’onzz, who helps Clark learn who he really is as Kal-El. Meanwhile, dear old Martha stitches together the soon-to-be iconic red-and-blue suit. Having an adult Superman slowly discover himself gives this origin tale a fresh spin. It mirrors real life: people like to imagine they’ve got their identities locked down by the time they leave their teens, but the reality is that figuring out who we are takes patience, time, and a lot of trial and error.
Lois Lane, meanwhile, is chasing down the alien angle for her big story. In the process, she crosses paths with Parasite, who soon emerges as the movie’s real threat. After tangling with Lobo, Parasite begins absorbing energy, power, and knowledge. Growing more monstrous and terrifying with every encounter.
The death of Martian Manhunter is especially gut-wrenching, as Parasite burns him alive while siphoning off his strength. A villain who can not only take Superman’s hits but also use them to grow stronger makes for a genuinely compelling foe.
As Superman learns to harness the sun’s power, he teams up with Lex Luthor and even Lobo to try and bring Parasite down. The theme of resurrection runs strong here, and while you think the beast might be beaten, it keeps coming back for more. The climax may not leave a pile of bodies, but it delivers plenty of action and high-stakes tension.
Overall, Superman: Man of Tomorrow is a solid slice of DC cinematic lore. The slick, futuristic Metropolis setting gives everything a fresh shine, while the mix of campy fun, big emotions, and gnarly villains keeps it moving. Not the most groundbreaking Superman tale ever told, but definitely a fun ride for both new fans and longtime DC diehards.
In short: come for the Flying Man, stay for Lobo’s space-biker swagger, and leave with a reminder that even Superman has to figure himself out, just like everyone else.
