This is what watching superhero movies for one week taught me

Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice (2016)

I think Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice raises some interesting fictitious questions about the ethical, moral and political questions surrounding make-believe metahumans. The aggro male behavior between Batman and Superman is not entirely unexpected if not completely hypocritical. Each hates the other for basically doing the same thing.

I’m not going to hate on Ben Affleck as a bloated, over-the-hill Bruce Wayne. Taking on that role is a thankless task (much like hosting the Oscars) after Christian Bale. Yes, I’ve seen Batman Begins, The Dark Knight and The Dark Knight Rises more times than I can count. I guess I like my superhero movies how I like my coffee — dark and disguised as something else.

I will point out that having a smoke show like Diane Lane (Unfaithful) play Superman’s mother is a travesty, but that’s a rant for another day.

Jesse Eisenberg (The Social Network ) does his part in dragging the whole thing down with his interpretation of Lex Luthor, but the death knell is the ridiculous Doomsday, a villain whom Superman defeats but dies in the process of doing so.

Batman, Superman and Wonder Woman together in one movie should be as appealing as a Double Stuf Oreo, but not only did this movie leave a bad taste in my mouth, it’s a perfect example of why I steer clear of these films.

Killing off the poster child for Truth, Justice, and the American Way is the ultimate act of cynicism, and aren’t these movies supposed to be the antidote for what ails the downtrodden, the outcasts and the pessimists?