Marvel didn’t only establish a cinematic universe with the success of movies like “Iron Man” and “Captain America: The First Avenger,” it changed the shape of Hollywood.  In many ways, it was no longer enough to make a good movie; every big budget flick also had to establish its own universe to compete with Marvel’s runaway money train.  Others have done it successfully (some even before Marvel) but for every “Harry Potter” or “Hunger Games” the average movie goer got to see, they were also subjected to a dozen “Maze Runners” and… it breaks my heart to say this, movies like “Batman V. Superman: Dawn of who even cares anymore you showed us the whole movie in the trailer.”

I honestly enjoyed “Man of Steel,” had a pretty good time with BvS, and even liked “Suicide Squad” the first time I saw it.  When I tried again (sober) a few months later, however, there was no question: DC movies were so interested in establishing a universe to market future movies, they forgot to make any good ones now.  That wasn’t the only problem with them, of course.  Zack Snyder, who helmed “Man of Steel” and BvS is clearly an incredible cinematographer, but he’s not a very good story-teller.  His movies are ripe with hauntingly beautiful imagery and not much else.

As I rewatched the director’s cut of what should have been the culmination of 30-some years of nerdery in “Batman V. Superman” recently, it was clear: Zach Snyder is just still making that smelly turd of an art film glazed in super hero spandex, “The Watchmen.”  Sure, it was a pretty movie and it managed to tell a decent story, but once you got past the beauty of its aesthetic, you’re just stuck with three and half hours of some blue guy’s junk waving in the breeze on Mars while he writes breakup poetry about space. “Wonder Woman” was a blessed reprieve from DC’s general suckery, but it wasn’t enough to convince us about the franchise as a whole.