Saw the film today. Do not care for Superman as a character one way or another, but I did like him here. Perhaps it was the broccoli haircut making him relatable to a zoomie zoom-zoom like me.
Somehow, Eve Teschmacher and Martha Kent were the only memorable and entertaining female characters, and the latter had barely any screentime. With male characters, there was no such issue.
There was some excessive exposition, but it was delivered by robots, so I suppose that was a decent way to feed the necessary lore to people who somehow avoided learning anything about Superman via osmosis to this day.
Pacing and tone were nice and even. Did not feel like the film was sagging or dragging at any point, and it was void of both the hackneyed quips and the washed-out edge. On the dialogue and its delivery, I cannot comment much, however, since I saw it dubbed.
The writing clearly took inspiration from the current affairs, but that has never been an issue for me. Rather the opposite: I like that kind of stuff. However, not-Serbia bordering not-Pakistan was less believable and more ridiculous than a man in circus attire going supersonic.