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.