Far from being a simple slugfest between gaudily garbed do-gooders, Snyder has created a true work of cinema that continues to reward careful rewatching
Snyder’s thesis is this: Batman would not be made better by having powers; such would prove a crutch, over-reliance on which would cripple Bruce’s brilliance.
From the Big Bang to the Big Freeze, there was Batman and there was Barbatos, the ultimate enemy and the greatest evidence as to just how expansive the Batman mythos extends.
Snyder and Tynion pull on dozens of similar threads from the works of earlier writers to weave a grand tapestry nearly unequaled in its ambition… The genius of building a narrative around a theme such as Metal is that it’s so elemental as to be ubiquitous across the pre-existing mythology with which they’re working.
Given all the attention and intention Manapul has poured into Trinity thus far, it’d be a challenge and a joy to squeeze out of the series all the meaning he’s put into each and every panel.
Return of the Caped Crusader is a truly magical movie, one which transports audiences back to afternoons after school and sunny summer mornings spent watching West and Ward, the only difference being that the film is funnier, campier, more absurd than ever before. This is the Bright Knight at his brightest.