Supergirl 4K 2026

The movie tries to be funny, tries to be like James Gunn’s films, tries to crack jokes like “Guardians of the Galaxy.” But it’s neither funny nor profound; there’s no compelling drama here, nor is there any good humor. The main reason is that everything feels derivative: the screenplay, the set design, the plot twists. The heroine has superpowers and yet… she’s an alcoholic living in a dump. Seen it before? Yes, in the movie “Hancock” (2008)—and she even wears glasses just like Hancock. The hero takes revenge for a dog. Seen it before? Of course: “John Wick.” A multiracial, diverse universe in a retro-futuristic style with bars, pirates, rebels, and a code of honor for some characters—seen it before? This is literally copied from ‘Star Wars,’ and in exactly the same artistic style. A protagonist protecting a teenage girl—been there, done that? Many times: ‘Léon,’ 'Logan,‘ 'Some of Us,’ 'Rambo: Last Blood,‘ 'The Protector,’ and so on.

On top of that, Supergirl was artificially weakened: it turns out she’s only powerful under certain conditions. This is consistent with the comic book canon, but the screenwriter exaggerated this trait to the point of absurdity: when those conditions aren’t met, the most powerful being in the universe can’t do literally anything, and she’s beaten and robbed with impunity by outcasts in leather pants. The appearance of the pirate-robbers deserves a fashion verdict: a leather S&M aesthetic in the spirit of “Mad Max 2,” plus extensive beards and body hair. At the same time, the main antagonist has no beard, but his face is studded in the style of Pinhead from “Hellraiser, Part 2,” and, to fully embrace the side of evil, he’s fitted with stainless-steel dentures. And this whole gang of punks arrives on an interdimensional spaceship, axes and swords in hand. At the same time, the film’s PG-13 rating seems way too high, since the axe and sword fights take place without a single drop of blood—a 6+ rating would be more appropriate.

Particularly embarrassing is Jason Momoa’s appearance as some sort of ghostly racer with a cartoonish cigar and makeup in the style of the rock band Kiss. Although, against the backdrop of space barbarians in leather jackets wielding axes, Momoa’s character isn’t even surprising: he fits right in—he’s right at home here. So what did we end up with? A shallow comic-book movie lacking original ideas, where even the set design looks like CGI from some "Mandalorian" episode. For most of the movie, Supergirl wears dirty jeans, and she only puts on her famous costume for a couple of minutes of screen time—and even then, she’s wearing red shorts under her skirt: the canon is broken even here, which is a heavy blow to the core audience. In this movie, I don’t even feel sorry for the dog—I feel sorry for actress Millie Olcock, who signed on for this. After all, you’d need superpowers to sit through it until the end.