To me, the Batman vs Superman has just reaped off the reward as the worst movie of the year. I jumped out of the theater the moment the cast started to rolling, not even bothering to think about if there would be an Eastern egg ambushing in the end. It’d be too cruel to make the movie take all the blame, the 3D effect of the theater I chose need to share some of the weight as well. The lens of its 3D glasses are too dark, making it hard to see anything clearly on the big screen. If you are watching a 7-inch screen and it sucks, it is, to some extent, tolerable, but when it comes from a 2 classroom-wide screen, it just makes you want to punch yourself in the face. Apart from all the aforementioned, the movie itself has a few baffling and frustrating qualities.
First, this movie succeeds making me question my IQ and EQ by a sequence of changes of scenes, especially the changes in the beginning part. It makes me feel that it wants to tell two separately combined stories. The show-up moment of both heroes are both out of control. The Wonder Woman (Gal Gadot) comes out in, more or less, the same way. Maybe I am just not a fan enough to embrace and accommodate all those heroes’appearance as quickly as possible, or I just hold the bar too high.
Second, I think it cries for more plots. The transition between plots are tough. Just when you think that the tipping moment is coming, the next minute you know, everything seems to be digressed into another lane. No turn signal ahead.
In the end, I think I should give the movie some credits by laying out something that I like about it. I am very impressed about Jesse Eisenberg’s performance, who is also the protagonist of the movie, the Social Network (2010), though it can easily make people relate his character to the man in the Social Network. His way of performing Lex Luthor is natural and unquestionable, illustrating well what a high-level nerd with huge power, money, and greed looks like and feels like. After he was thrown to jail, Batman paid a visit. Lex’s words infuriated Batman. He mimicked the sound of the bell ringing after Batman left. From that crisp mimic, I could touch the shattered pieces of his life. I think he was, in fact, more disappointed to himself than felt proud that he ringed the bell.
Maybe all those flaws could all be justified by the buzz-killer 3D glasses and my lately not that sanguine attitudes towards life. Either way, I love all the beauties in the movie - the muscle men, the wondrously wonderful Wonder Woman and the superhero dream within every people’s soul, making them deeply believe that each one of them is responsible for making the world a better place.
