The Switch (慧眼識英雄)
Brigitte Lin plays a callous career-minded celebrity TV reporter who's recently been dumped by her slimy two-faced wealthy boyfriend and, as a result, suffers taunts from her cruel coworkers and nagging from her meddlesome mom. So when Superman swoops down to save her from a Lois Lane jam, she lassoes him and uses him like a walking Kleenex, prompting him to switch to a 100%-nicotine diet, and sending his obnoxious Bad-Cop buddy/nanny into nonstop tizzy fits. But the second half of the movie is not as romantic, as it's more a shrill 'police vs media, stability vs openness, authoritarianism vs civil liberty' debate disguised as a half-baked contrived crime drama, and I only made it to the end on the giddy but vain hope of seeing each and every character finally die a torturous death. But this offers more than such mere visceral pleasures, by posing a mystery: is this propaganda or subversion?