Poor Kal doesn't even know when somebody is hitting on him because they hit on him so differently as Superman.
I didn't know anything about the play. I imagine it would have been funnier if I had understood a little more what it was about.
Kal's conversation was so awkwardly funny. She's trying to impress him and he doesn't know that Harvard should impress him--although he can't come right out and say that, can he?
Brian has the patience of a saint. Imagine teaching a Kryptonian to drive. I certainly hope that he wasn't teaching him a stick-shift--my first inclination even though there was no mention of the clutch.
His complaint about the machine not anticipating his desires was priceless. His reminiscence about when life wasn't so quiet was poignant.
Elisabeth
