I'm as surprised as anybody that there's a hundred-minute documentary about an 8-minute short film. On the surface, at least. The production of "Batman: Dead End" occupies a fraction of this film, and the rest is a character study of its director, Sandy Collora. And warts-and-all is an understatement. Collora fancies himself a fighter in a battle to bring his visions to the masses, while those around him perceive him as . . . kind of a dick. I'm conflicted on where I stand on the man, but he has his supporters, and their admiration feels genuine. I was more interested in the man than I was in the Batman movie, and that's saying something.
