Justice League Review: Just look the other way

It starts off with Superman being interviewed by kids on a rather shaky smartphone “A man I knew used to say that hope was like your car keys,” after an awkward second of “thinking about an answer in a feeble attempt to be funny “It’s easy to lose, but if you dig around, it’s usually close by.”

The first few seconds was interesting to say the most to cover the fact up that Superman is supposed to be dead but still stars Henry Cavill in the opening credits.

This latest attempt to bring to the fore the cinematic universe that is DC to the silver screen (or 3D, depending where you caught the film,) went down as fast as it started raking in all what fans would pay for to catch their favorite superheroes played in real life.


After the mini-feature series of each of the playing characters that stretched the very concept of ‘introduction’ to a full hour of trying to tell all their back stories as well as the entire tedious process of recruitment paired with the ”beauty” shots that extended the yawn to a snore you are left to wonder, even until the very end, if there’s anything good you can say what Warner Bros. did to the very ambitious franchise.

We can start with the Bruce Wayne and his alter ego the Batman, played by Ben Affleck, that relied heavily on the money and the mechanical know-how as to how to overcome any and all of the problems by simply bringing bigger and bigger guns, quite literally, to a fight with supernatural and extra-terrestrial targets who are either too quick to evade man-made bullets or is just simply invulnerable to lead, or explosions, or gatling guns.

Then there’s Superman who, for some reason, from 1 second into the frame is coming off as an alien bent on destroying anything and everything in his path to, after a brief camera angle change suddenly turns into a love-struck demi-god with nothing else to do for the remainder of the day but to ogle at his lover’s eyes.

Cyborg, Ray Fisher, hardly had anything to do but to make the robotic sounds a humanoid usually makes with gears, joints, and hinges, together with the capability of making connections and holograms through the power of advanced cybernetic technology and the internet.


Wonder Woman seemed to be the only star of the show that actually had something to contribute aside from the shield and sword with the Wonder braces clapping together to ward off enemies when things got rough though the film seemed to have had a harder and harder time to try to justify having her as the only other demi-god with some sort of invulnerability.

Aquaman, Jason Momoa, perhaps looking to fulfill a contractual obligation to show him more times than necessary – because, you know, he got really really ripped for this film, was even introduced twice, just for emphasis, that the pitchfork he’s holding is of some importance. These are all outside of being able to swim really fast in water, no, really, really, fast.

The Flash, Ezra Miller, started with a bang, with some semblance of an identity where Barry Allen visits his father in prison, but was suddenly cut short as he was, as expected, reduced to nothing more than comic relief that always seem to be stumbling while running lightning fast. He was funny all the way with trying to get into the audience, however disjointed or how disconnected the punchlines were, but enjoyable.
The ‘story’ is easy enough to follow with a simple formula. Steppenwolf, CGI bad guy, plus CGI minions, needs to bring together the “Mother Boxes,” three of them, to destroy the world. Except when they forced to complicate matters when the good guys suddenly forgot the importance of keeping the third, and final, box safe while they were trying to figure something out that leads to all three boxes be reunited.

The experience is different for fans as they have finally realized a full motion picture of their favorite superheroes on the silver screen.

It’s enjoyable, to so much extent as to push your knowledge of the fandom you are experiencing, yet seems to hinge on the fans fueling the flames and not really allowing those outside to get in on the fun as it only emphasizes on what only true blue followers would understand.

The end result of whatever Justice League was supposed to be, was nothing more than DC slowly admitting to themselves that they are having the most difficult of times trying to establish an identity for themselves as well as the very characters they are trying to maintain that are getting more and more expensive to produce.

Drew Uy

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