Metacritic reviews

It's really a one-joke movie, but the joke is a good one.

Smart, sick, and subversive, Super gives you what you want only to make you wonder why you want it.

Super exists in the no-man's land between indie quirk and raw exploitation, and when it works, it's thrillingly off-balance.

A giddily over-the-top, super-entertaining goof on the Everyman crimefighter flick written and directed with evident relish by James Gunn.

Super is occasionally brilliant, sometimes awful and terribly confusing overall.

Gunn successfully shifts between celebrating violence and mourning it, but his handling of emotional evolution is clumsier; he seems particularly out of his depth in the film's mawkish ending. But Page is a revelation: There isn't another gorgeous twentysomething actress working today who could more convincingly reveal sexual bravado to be simultaneously silly and creepy.

This depraved charmer offers enough to admire and a specialized hipster crowd will enjoy it, if to a mutedly positive effect.

Waiting for Super to deliver the funny is an experience as long as the film itself.

Ultimately the movie ridicules the culture that compels what Cedric the Entertainer calls grown-ass men to dress up like comic-book characters, as well as the Christian attempts to co-opt that culture.

Skip this one, even if your hipster significant other whines a blue streak.