Superman’s Shame: David Corenswet Trades Cape for Keffiyeh, Spits on His Own Heritage

Let’s be clear: David Corenswet is no hero.

He’s a trust-fund thespian who just played the most iconic Jewish creation in comic-book history, Superman, the ultimate symbol of immigrant hope and then turned around and signed a blood libel disguised as a “cultural boycott.”

The Film Workers for Palestine pledge he proudly stamped with his full legal name (David Packard Corenswet, because even his signature reeks of privilege) doesn’t just target “complicit institutions.”

It’s a scorched-earth declaration that any Israeli film body, festival, studio, sales agent, or broadcaster, is guilty by birth of “genocide and apartheid.” No nuance. No evidence. No appeal. Just collective guilt, the same poison that has hunted Jews for centuries.

Corenswet’s ancestors fled pogroms. His father is Jewish. He had a rabbi officiate his wedding. And yet here he is, the caped crusader of Hollywood’s virtue brigade, lending his freshly minted $600-million box-office halo to a document that cites the ICJ’s advisory opinion (non-binding, politically warped) as gospel while ignoring Hamas’s charter calling for Jewish extermination, the 1,200 Israelis butchered on October 7, or the 101 hostages still rotting in Gaza tunnels.This isn’t courage. It’s cowardice in couture.

It’s the easiest stance in the room: posture as the enlightened white knight while never once risking a role, a paycheck, or a red-carpet invite. The pledge explicitly exempts individual Israeli artists—how convenient. He won’t boycott Palestinian filmmakers who glorify suicide bombers, but an Israeli cinematographer who once took a government grant? Untouchable. That’s not principle; that’s selective sanctimony.And spare us the “Superman stands for justice” drivel.

Siegel and Shuster drew Superman punching Nazis. Corenswet’s version punches the only democracy in the Middle East while Hamas fires rockets from hospital roofs.

He’s not Clark Kent; he’s Chad Kent, the frat-boy activist who discovered geopolitics between gluten-free lattes and Equinox sessions.The irony is grotesque: the same industry that green-lit a Jewish Superman now cheers as its star endorses a boycott that would have blacklisted Siegel and Shuster themselves had they been Israeli citizens today. Israeli filmmakers, many of whom are left-wing critics of Netanyahu, now face career death sentences because a pretty boy in Lululemon decided their zip code makes them war criminals.

Corenswet’s silence since signing is the loudest part. No statement. No debate. Just a name on a list next to Olivia Colman, whose moral clarity apparently peaks at Instagram infographics. This is what passes for bravery in 2025 Hollywood: moral grandstanding without accountability.

Let the box office speak. Every ticket bought for Superman now funds a man who believes an entire nation’s cultural output is tainted by “genocide.” Enjoy the CGI, folks, your dollars just paid for another coat of whitewash on a movement that dresses Jew-hatred in progressive drag.

David Corenswet isn’t flying higher than a speeding bullet. He’s crash-landed into the swamp of performative cruelty, cape shredded, “S” now standing for surrender.