A fine looking movie whose problems escalate and remove believability. (for me)

Rating: 7/10 (1 September 2015)

I went into this movie hoping that the messianic junk would not be there. It was there in abundance. We seem to be stuck in a groove. A one-way narrow groove.
I wasn't exactly hoping for a contemplative, neurotic, Nietzschean hero. But I was hoping we could have an actual hero who was a Superman among Women and Men. A society of individuals who were only lesser because Kal-El was born where a different sun allowed his body to become more physically powerful on the planet Earth. (A notion that works in Sci-Fi but bears no resemblance to life whatsoever. Yes, I know: it is a movie.)
But, I did want to be able to believe in the journey this man would have in finding his place in society. And I am very, very tired of our single, solitary idea about what constitutes man's journey.
That said: I liked all the actors. I liked the action (mostly). Although it seems a bit hypocritical to make a big deal about Superman killing Zod with a twist of his arm when the last twenty minutes had seen a blood bath of epic proportions. (I assume there were people in those falling skyscrapers and on those streets.) And when it comes to intending to harm each other Superguy and Badguy weren't exactly holding back their fisticuffs.
Could there be a Superman who defuses the problems human beings actually face? Could he fly to Africa and free the girls kidnapped and abused by mindless bands of bad guys? Could he take on the muscular powers who destroy nations and slaughter innocents in the name of their particular belief system? And causing further harm to those who are sullied by the profane use of that belief. Perhaps we seek shelter in our theaters because of these true active illnesses in our present day, headline shouting reality. (You know, I think it would be really healthy if Ethan Hunt (Another more accessible superman) would take on a mission that might a little more closely resemble reality.)
And that is what I have always hoped for with the Superman franchise(s). The first Christopher Reeve Superman started out so well I thought. The beginning bucolic portion of that film seemed to be a different movie from the superficial cartoon Metropolis section that followed. I like both parts, but I thought the beginning had a sincerity and sense of reality that was lost in the "grown-up" part.
I remember reading Superman comics in the 60's. I still wish the story of Jonathan and Martha Kent and their adopted son could be told so that it seemed to be real. I still think it can be done. I still think it can be entertaining without destroying countless innocent lives. I think there are ways of entertainment that could be achieved; and probably found to be more enjoyable. Maybe we can get it right when we make Superwoman.