More than one reviewer describedBatman V Supermanas a joyless slog.
What had us excitedly clutching our seat-rests and what left us quietly shaking our heads.
Bruce Waynes introduction into what was once Supermans territory is also artfully done.
Jeremy Irons is quite wonderful as a more tech-savvy, dry and dapper Alfred Pennyworth.
Snyders ability to craft short, eye-popping sequences is both his great talent and a narrative hindrance.
But we digress.)
Then we come to Jesse Eisenbergs portrayal of Lex Luthor.
Batman V Superman is lifted by its performances yet dragged right back down again by its muddled character motivations.
Other elements of the plot seemed to have been thrown in to give secondary characters something to do.
And what are we to make of the frankly strange plot point about a jar of urine?
WhenBatman V Supermanisnt outright confusing, it often just feels over-stuffed.
Even at 150 minutes,Batman V Supermanfelt like a film rushing to fit everything in.
Outside those scenes, the movie does little to humanise these two embittered heroes.
Batman looks cool in his Frank Miller battle armour and the clouds roll moodily.
Because by this point, Doomsdays turned up.
Ah yes, Doomsday…
Even more so than inMan Of Steel,Superman comes off as distant and embittered here.
But having picked the film to pieces, there are still moments where the film really connects.
Critics have already had their say.
Now the fate of the DC movie universe lies in the hands of its audience.
