Beating A Dead Horse on Top of a Man When He’s Down

I feel bad for the sad big-eyed little DC/Universal monster universe films that try so hard to be Marvel-ly, and want to give them the benefit of the doubt. But there are so often benefit cheats. This is generally shocking when coming from multi-billion dollar media companies.

I further don’t like it when critics like what I like anymore than when they hate what I hate. I’m a very shallow person. I feel slightly bad when I go after a film that is terrible and really deserves no further comment. But I do it anyway. This is so I can feel good again. I do it for you, dear reader. Well, in the name of the you that doesn’t exist. It’s called ethics.

No, really. It is called ethics. We as humans are in a lot of trouble.