First 15 minutes are exciting, if not highly derivative of Harry Potter. After that, oh so, so many fails. Who sets a movie in the 80s and then proceeds to get everything about the period wrong? 80s music is limited to one 30 second snatch of a Frankie Goes To Hollywood deep cut in a forgettable scene. The opening sequence set in a mall sets the tone as ridiculous and it pretty much devolves from there.
Gal Gadot is serviceable in a vapid sort of way but pretty much everyone around her is laugh out loud bad. Kirsten Wiig simply isn't credible as a villain. Pedro Pascal has a manic energy that gives the movie some campy fun moments but tonally he's way off from the rest of the cast.
The script suffers from repeated lapses in logic. The Smithsonian has apparently a bunch of fully fueled aircraft nestled in an airstrip behind the museum? Steve Trevor, a WW1 era pilot, suddenly can fly 1980s jets with no training when my parents can't even figure out how to FaceTime, yet has never seen fireworks?
When a mid-credit fanservice cameo is the best part of a 2.5 hour film, something went terribly wrong. DC should just stick to making 50 Shades of Batman. It's pretty much all they know how to do.
Gal Gadot is serviceable in a vapid sort of way but pretty much everyone around her is laugh out loud bad. Kirsten Wiig simply isn't credible as a villain. Pedro Pascal has a manic energy that gives the movie some campy fun moments but tonally he's way off from the rest of the cast.
The script suffers from repeated lapses in logic. The Smithsonian has apparently a bunch of fully fueled aircraft nestled in an airstrip behind the museum? Steve Trevor, a WW1 era pilot, suddenly can fly 1980s jets with no training when my parents can't even figure out how to FaceTime, yet has never seen fireworks?
When a mid-credit fanservice cameo is the best part of a 2.5 hour film, something went terribly wrong. DC should just stick to making 50 Shades of Batman. It's pretty much all they know how to do.