This post is the unedited copy of the review published in Mag the Weekly on 1st April 2016.
Damn the Kaboom! Titans Clash…Without Much Sense.
By Mohammad Kamran Jawaid
At the pivotal, poster-image of the ‘technically’ first cinematic meeting of Superman and Batman, found at the center point of the Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice, (the part where Batman tries to run Superman over with his Batmobile), the dark knight asks a necessitous question: Does the man of steel bleed? A far more pertinent remark, at least to the viewer, would have been: Do you know your comic book history?
Bummer, if you don’t.
In a market – television, film, the internet – so needlessly overflowing with superhero fatigue, Batman V Superman (BvS) is ‘only’ the second title of the new ‘DC Cinematic Universe’ (the first one was the Man of Steel) – a place, at least movie-wise, where Superman, Batman, and in this movie, Wonder Woman, come out of play. Their playground, about as publically hazardous as Marvel’s, is still nascent and juvenile, tackling serious-sounding themes and faux brood (borrowed straight from Christopher Nolan’s Batman trilogy) with unskilled subtleness comparable to violently swinging a sledgehammer in a china shop.