And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why we can’t have nice things.
If you’ve made it this far then that means you’ve managed to raise your head up off the keyboard, wiped the tears from your eyes and are looking for some modicum of positivity to be displayed here. I applaud your effort but it’s most probably in vain.
The show is set to be executively produced by
perpetual disappointment visionary, David S. Goyer, whose library of work also contains Man of Steel and Nolan’s Batman trilogy. The responsibility of giving this incarnation of Krypton and it’s denizens some actual character falls on the shoulders of Ian Goldberg (of Criminal Minds and Once Upon A Time), who will be penning the script based on a story both he and the disappointment Goyer created.
Here’s the elevator pitch in its unadulterated splendor:
“Years before the Superman legend we know, the House of El was shamed and ostracized. This series follows The Man of Steel’s grandfather as he brings hope and equality to Krypton, turning a planet in disarray into one worthy of giving birth to the greatest Super Hero ever known.”
I’m not going to pull this apart using canonical reasons because, hey, the worlds of comics (in every medium) are changing constantly and adding something new to Big Blue’s history could be pretty cool. But with DC’s constant need to suck the wonder out of all their I.P’s (thanks in no small part to Goyer), we can expect a gritty, political space drama where people walk around and don’t particularly do much else. Kryptonians ain’t that spectacular when they’ve got home field advantage after all.
No directors have been lined up yet and there’s also no word on a release date.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I don’t want to live on this planet anymore…