It has taken me far longer than is normal to write this review.
Yes, life has been as nuts bonkers as ever – but even as I catch up with everything this weekend, I still find myself leaving this one til last.
And I’m not totally sure why.
I think part of my problem has been the reaction to the movie.
It has been lauded and praised from just about every quarter for being directed by a woman, having a strong female lead, being the best DC film yet…
But all of these things seem to gloss over the many flaws the film has.
For a start, saying it’s the best DC film is like praising your four-year-old for finally drawing a horse that looks like a horse rather than a kangaroo with gout.
Basically the bar wasn’t exactly high.
And for that, we should send a Hard Stare in the direction of Zak Snyder, who helmed the recent Superman atrocities.
Then there’s the male lead – one Chris Pine. You may have seen him in the Star Trek reboots.
Don’t worry if you didn’t, he’s playing exactly the same character here.
And the story’s not all that, to be honest.
The origin stuff, where Diana comes from, is brilliant.
But sadly, it’s not long before we end up in World War I and the whole thing goes all Captain America. Up to and including a shield.
Interestingly, all the writers credited on the film are men…
Then there’s the star of the show, Gal Gadot.
Having been introduced in Batman vs Superman (where she was the best thing in it by a country mile), much has been made of the fact this is the first female action hero.
Ripley, Alien. Need I say more?
That’s not to take anything away from Gadot, of course, but it seems worth mentioning.
I’d also like to chuck in a mention for Lucy Davies here, too.
Barely mentioned in the pieces I’ve read, she is responsible for most of the laugh-out-loud moments the film has.
Her understated performance and perfect comic timing gel brilliantly with Gadot’s ‘fish-out-of-water’ Diana while also highlighting just how wooden Pine can be.
Patty Jenkins also deserves all the praise she’s been receiving.
Now because she’s a woman, but because she’s done a damn good job directing Wonder Woman.
Having already proved her talents with Monster (not to mention a few episodes of Arrested Development, The Killing and, erm, Entourage), she takes a leaden script and injects pace and humour where she can.
The final scene is basically taken from Iron Man, but again that’s a writing issue – the Big Battle is well handled and makes you feel like you’re in the heart of the action.
Even the bits clearly done with 3D in mind aren’t too annoying or invasive.
If there’s one complaint, it’s that the final third of the movie is as dark and dingy as Snyder’s previous DC offerings, and it would have been nice if that could have been avoided – but I appreciate that would have required a bit of a re-write.
Overall, Wonder Woman is the best of DC’s big screen offerings, but as I’ve already said that’s hardly high praise.
It’s too long, it gets a bit dull in the middle and the final battle scenes are entirely predictable – but these are all tropes of Snyder, who should never have been handed the creative reigns in the first place.
It’s great that Wonder Woman is breaking box office records, and it goes to show that women are not cinematic Kryptonite.
It would have been nice if the knuckleheaded fanboys could have got their heads out of their arses last year when Ghostbusters came out, of course, but hey – better late than never I guess.
Starting this review, I thought I knew what I was going to say – but, as I’ve thumped my keyboard next to two snoring pooches I think I may have changed my mind a bit.
I still don’t think, as a film, it’s as good as others have said – but the more I think of the flaws in the film and realise the genders of those involved, I’m warming to it more and more.
I think I may have to go and watch it again quite soon…