My Sight & Sound review of The Batman is online.
Saw the pic of Colin Farrell, before reading the caption, thought ‘who’s that? Two Face? Very subtle, guess they are not wanting to conflate disfigurement with evil and are playing it down, etc. – his thuggish aspect etc.’ Lo and behold – The Penguin?! I hope he eats fish at least. And goes ‘wawk wawk!’ Why are Batman films so ginger about admitting what they are? That treatment what’s his face wrote, where there are almost subliminal references to canonical elements, was surely written as a joke. Joel-effing-schumacher burned the bridge back to a profitable iteration of Batman – highly colourful villains and setpieces nestled into a noirish urban backdrop – streetlamp as spotlight – and the Batman’s blinkered goodness a naive world view of moral certainty – civilisation wiping out it’s discontents, who are actually the most fun and without whom, Batman would have to run marathons or something to work off steam
Maybe I’m hopelessly out of touch here, but wasn’t there a time when superhero movies were, you know, fun?
I’m tired of films set in perpetual semi-darkness, and haunted angst-ridden heroes. And a near 3-hour running time? Holy tedium.
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