The first third of Arthur C. Clarke’s seminal science fiction novel “Childhood’s End” deals with the arrival of extraterrestrial beings in massive ships to our planet. The actual form of these aliens is not revealed until later, after the book has jumped ahead to a period when the presence of aliens on Earth has been normalized. Humanity needed time before being able to accept them. It’s an understandable response, given people’s typical emotional reaction to the new and unknown. And it’s a concept, one of a few, thrumming through the new film on a similar subject from director Denis Villeneuve, Arrival.
There are many things in Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice that will instil a deep sense of disappointment. By far the most egregious thing is the piss poor representation of women in this film.
Yes, they’ve done it. After all the interminable hours of filming, the painstaking special effects and post-production work, the waves of advertisements, the man-hours spent marketing and doing press junkets, the rolling thunder of pre-release hype and anticipation, it is here: A film that makes you feel immensely sorry for Ben Affleck. Or, as it’s more commonly known: Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice. We made it.
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