Batman v. Superman: Dawn of Justice
I’m gonna keep this review short and sweet. I hated Batman v. Superman: Dawn of Justice. I hated it so much that I fell asleep no less than three times throughout the screening I attended.
The movie is soulless. There is no fun or charm or personality to it. It starts grim and only gets worse.
Director Zack Snyder once again chose not to present a “technicolor” Superman. There was no sense of wonder or triumph to the Man from Krypton. Even the scant scenes with Supe appearing as “Clark Kent” provided no respite from the dour monotony of the film.
I normally like Jesse Eisenberg, but I didn’t care for his portrayal of “Lex Luthor.” It felt as if he channeled his performance as “Mark Zuckerberg” (from David Fincher‘s The Social Network) through the filter of Heath Ledger‘s “Joker” in The Dark Knight. It was a lot of Eisenberg being “Eisenberg,” so, if you weren’t on board, it was tedious. I wasn’t on board.
The picture is rife with logic jumps, plot holes, and bizarre dream sequences that leave the viewers scratching their heads.
Superman: Is she with you?
Batman: I thought she was with you.
I suppose Ben Affleck turns in the most respectable performance in the film. However, he doesn’t leave his fingerprints on the role. It is an as “on the nose” a portrayal of the steely Dark Knight as possible. There is no texture or subtlety or uniqueness to his interpretation. He plays it as drearily safe as possible.
In fact, a hard “F.” It is boring, confusing, and lackluster in every conceivable way. DC has released a string of humdrum-to-atrocious live-action films. This may very well be the worst of the lot.
-Zep the Bear