It’s an indelible memory. My mother coming into the room at 330 Zida Street, Fort Atkinson, WI, where I was watching The Adventures of Superman on TV. She snapped off the set and said she didn’t want me watching the show. I didn’t understand why. My brother Jeff said, “He jumped out a window and killed himself!”
Jeff was referring, of course, to George Reeves, who shot himself in 1959. If this event from my childhood occurred close to the time of Reeves’ suicide, I was not yet four years old.
I loved the show, and I still do. I own the entire series on DVD. In the movie Hollywoodland, just out on DVD, a fictional private detective investigating the death of Reeves learns that his son is seriously disturbed by the suicide.
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I have a pretty good recollection of my feelings upon learning that Reeves had killed himself. First, I didn’t believe my brother’s assertion that Reeves had jumped out of a window. Second, I wasn’t filled with dark thoughts. I merely accepted it. I did exactly what Adrien Brody’s character tells his son to do, as seen in the video clip. I continued to watch the show on TV.
My mother made a Superman sweatshirt for me. I don’t remember if that was before or after Reeve’s suicide. The “S” was inside of a circle instead of a diamond, but I didn’t mind. I treasured that sweatshirt. For a cape, I would fasten a bath towel around my neck with a safety pin. And, yes, I would look for things to jump off of — chairs, rocks, etc. It was lots of fun. But it was always play.
Hollywoodland perpetuates the notion that somehow the show was a bad influence. And that bothers me. I haven’t heard that opinion expressed anywhere else, but other than that omission I agree with NPR movie critic Kevin Turan’s assessment.
For Christmas, my best buddy Dennis Rogers gave me a very nifty book. Well, nifty for an old comic book fanboy such as myself. It’s 
