The biggest problem with Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice is right there in the title. I’m not talking about its ungainliness or its pomposity (the movie shares these qualities), or even the awkward v stabbed through it like one of the Caped Crusader’s little bat-shaped throwy things. I’m talking about the two words it’s missing: Wonder Woman.
As you’ve learned from the trailer, Wonder Woman appears in this latest effort by DC Comics to turn its massive amounts of intellectual property into a money-printing machine along the lines of the Marvel franchise. But she’s only around for a few precious minutes. This movie, predictably, belongs to the boys—and therefore it’s both inconsequential and calamitous, simultaneously sullen and earsplitting.