You know what?
I don't care if it's been over-hyped.
I don't care if parts of the previews might look a little iffy.
I don't care if Ryan Reynolds is playing Hal as a flippant jackass; this is, after all, Hal Frakking Jordan.
Deep down inside, all I care about is that the superhero who's been my very favorite since I was six years old had made it to the big screen in a sweeping special-effects epic.
I realized yesterday that, for the first time in more years than I can remember, I am genuinely excited to the point of impatience for a new movie, a new superhero movie.
It doesn't matter if it's good, bad, or indifferent.
Friday night, I'm taking my six-year-old self to see Green Lantern, and it will be awesome.
Cross-posted to "On The Other Claw ...".