I am one of the people who enjoyed \'Man of Steel\'. When I first saw the previous movie, I was reasonably satisfied. We all know Superman as a paragon of compassion, but we also live in a more cynical world. So it seems only natural that the start of Superman\'s saga would be gloomy and grim. Clark fights his way through a cynical world to rise up above it as a beacon of hope. Even the neck-snap didn\'t bother me. Superman\'s refusal to ever kill is an important part of his character, so I figured this would be the origin of that trait. In this version he sees firsthand what it is to take a life and vows never to do so again. He vows never to kill again, because he feels he has too much power to allow that of himself. Because it\'s an offering of peace to a frightened world. Cool. A little edgy, but that\'s what I prepared myself for. That is not the story I was given. Bv S is not interested in rising above its darkness. Bv S revels in it. Characters do not go through redemption, do not overcome their mistakes, do not reach the light at the end of the tunnel, because Bv S is a story written by a nihilist who doesn\'t believe in compassion or hope or human decency. Bv S is the sort of story I could see present-day Frank Miller writing, except I imagine even he would balk at the prospect of having Superman kill AGAIN in the first twenty minutes. Superman kills one man, and Batman kills at least a dozen. Batman tortures with his bat-brand, and spends most of the movie plotting to run Clark through with a kryptonite spear because he might be a threat - no kryptonite nugget on his person as insurance. No plan to neutralize him, should he ever go rogue. It is a straight-up murder plot. I could go on and on about the film\'s lack of humor, lack of levity, its refusal to even entertain the ideals of hope, decency and the human spirit that both characters are founded on, but I\'m already two-thirds of the way through my word-limit, so I\'ll move on to the technical side of writing. The plot is a damned one-wheeled truck with a busted muffler. It\'s big, it\'s loud, and it\'s belching smoke every which way, but it aint getting anywhere. The first hour or so hovers around the question of \"Can Superman be trusted, or is he more powerful than any one man should be?\" And that\'s a reasonably interesting plot... premise. Very little is actually done with this question. It meanders about in a frightened world for an hour, and nothing is really done. Lex Luthor\'s portrayal didn\'t bother me until I realized I had no idea what his motivation was. Doomsday had no buildup, so I had no investment in his scenes. Batman\'s fight with Superman was far too long - though I\'d argue including at all is far too long. Really, I could devote a novel to how much this movie just failed utterly at, but with 3,000 characters, I\'ll leave you with this: BVS was literally the worst superhero movie ever made. Yes, even worse than THAT one.
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