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Ever since the Supergirl show's first trailer was released back in May, it's been fighting to defend itself from a myriad of critiques. It was too feminine, not feminist enough, too cutesy, not comfy enough. Showrunners Greg Berlanti and Andrew Kreisberg (who've already delivered excellent superhero fare on Arrow and The Flash and Allison Adler may have wanted to sing the remainder of the "Supergirl!" song's lyrics: "But I want to know, who's gonna save me?"
I watched the pilot live with my roommate when it aired two weeks ago (you can read my tweets over at Storify). It's unusual for us to watch a show together because we have such different tastes: I'm a more casual television watcher who eats up geek and mystery, while she's studied screenplay writing and loves comedies. But we both had an interest in seeing what kind of show DC would produce to address the very large female viewing audience in all its diversity.
Turns out, there was a lot to like and enjoy for all. Haters might hate, hate, hate, but Supergirl was more than able to shake it all off with a powerful punch of heart, joy, and energy that has us both looking forward to more from the Girl of Steel.
I'm a bit behind in my blog, so I'll be posting reviews for the first two episodes later today, ahead of episode three's airing tonight. I hope to have that episode's review up much sooner. If you want to know more about the character's rich comic history, here's a quick primer from the show.