The Little One and I were watching Superman Returns. New Superman bears a vague resemblance to old Superman, but that's beside the point. Five years can change a man, even more so when he's gone in search of his long-lost and utterly destroyed home planet. Towards the end of the film, Superman flies into the stratosphere, bearing the burden of a humongous rock of kryptonite. He throws it away, and then collapses, and slowly falls to earth.
"How can he fall so eloquently?" asked my young linguist.