This week on the B movie docket is Batman Forever (1995)
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23 – Batman Forever (1995)
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey. Wait, way ahead of myself. As for the synopsis. Drum roll. Buckle up, my friends, for a wild and twisted ride through the neon-soaked carnival of chaos that is Batman Forever. Picture this: Gotham City, a town teetering on the edge of a collective nervous breakdown, is under siege by two of the zaniest villains ever to grace the screen.
First up, Two-Face, a former district attorney turned psychotic coin-flipper with a penchant for flashy suits. He’s as predictable as a drunken game of roulette at 3 am in Vegas, and just as unpredictable. One minute, he’s flipping coins, and the next, he’s flipping his lid!
And then there’s the Riddler, a walking, talking enigma machine with hair that’s on fire and a thirst for brainpower that would put a black hole to shame. He’s a madman with a penchant for green spandex and an ego the size of Gotham itself. His riddles are so convoluted, they make the Bermuda Triangle look like child’s play.
And at the center of this circus of absurdity is Val Kilmer’s Batman, a brooding vigilante who’s one part leather-clad hero and two parts existential crisis. He’s got a voice like gravel in a blender and a knack for showing up at the most inconvenient times, like a vigilante Uber driver who only accepts calls during full moons.
Together, they form a dysfunctional family of crime-fighting and crime-creating, like a Thanksgiving dinner where the turkey is served with a side of chaos and a dash of psychosis.
So, my friends, if you’re ready for a roller-coaster of neon, nonsense, and Bat-nipples, Batman Forever is the ticket to a world where logic takes a vacation, and insanity reigns supreme. Hold on to your hats and sanity because in Gotham, only Batman is forever, and sanity is optional!
Ah, the Batman Forever soundtrack, my friends! Picture this: Gotham City, a place where the night is as dark as the souls of its citizens, suddenly bursts into a symphony of neon and rock ‘n’ roll. It was a soundtrack that hit you like a revelation, leaving you wondering if you’d accidentally stepped into an alternate dimension where the Batmobile was a disco ball on wheels.
Kiss From A Rose
Now, let’s talk about that anthem of sonic ecstasy, Seal’s Kiss from a Rose. This song was like a psychedelic trip through the Batcave itself. Seal’s voice, haunting and otherworldly, crooned about love and pain like a man who had just stumbled out of a love affair with a caped crusader. And the music video! It was as if Salvador Dali and Andy Warhol dropped acid and decided to direct a music video together. Batman, Robin, and even the Riddler made appearances in a surreal dance of emotions that defied all logic.
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me
And then there was U2’s Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me. Bono and the boys unleashed a sonic whirlwind that encapsulated the duality of Batman’s existence. It was like a rock opera for the Dark Knight, a bombastic anthem that screamed, ‘I’m Batman, and I’m going to rock your world.’ It was as if Gotham had declared a dance-off instead of a crime spree.
In the end, the Batman Forever soundtrack and music videos were like a kaleidoscope of madness, a sonic and visual journey through the bizarre and the absurd. They took the brooding Batman and threw him into a Technicolor circus of sound and vision. It was Gotham City as you’d never seen it before, a place where the music was as wild as the villains, and the dance floor was the battleground for justice
Imagine this: the film burst onto the scene like a neon-lit tornado, leaving a trail of rubber nipples and glittering question marks in its wake. It was a cinematic fever dream that some loved, others loathed, and everyone remembered.
Now, let’s talk about the legacy. Batman Forever didn’t just give us a glimpse of Gotham; it redefined it. It was the psychedelic acid trip of the Batman franchise, a mind-bending detour from the darker alleys of its predecessors. Suddenly, Gotham was a place where everything was dialed up to eleven, and sanity was just a distant memory.
Camp Crystal Bat
And oh, the impact! Batman Forever was a shot of adrenaline straight into the heart of the Batman mythos. It paved the way for a new era of Bat-films, where camp and color collided with capes and cowls. It showed the world that Batman could be more than just brooding and shadowy; he could be a wild, technicolor roller-coaster of emotions.
But, my friends, it wasn’t all roses and neon lights. Some die-hard fans yearned for the days of a more somber Batman, and they cried foul at the film’s campy excess. They felt like they’d stumbled into an acid trip without a map, and they weren’t sure if they should laugh or cry.
Yet, Batman Forever persisted, leaving an indelible mark on the Batman legacy. It was a Bat-film like no other, a relic of a time when comic book movies took risks and embraced the absurd. It may not have been everyone’s cup of Bat-juice, but it was a wild ride through the neon-soaked underbelly of Gotham that no one could forget.
In the end, Batman Forever was a bold experiment, a cinematic acid test that challenged our perceptions of the Dark Knight. It was a reminder that sometimes, in the world of Batman, the only rule is that there are no rules. So, whether you loved it, hated it, or just couldn’t look away, Batman Forever left its mark on the Bat-universe, like a colorful question mark tattooed on the soul of Gotham itself!
A Very Batty B Movie
Batman Forever, my friends, is the epitome of the perfect B movie, a chaotic masterpiece that defies logic and embraces the absurdity of the cinematic universe. Imagine this: Gotham City, a realm of madness and neon, where the night is as wild as the characters that inhabit it.
First and foremost, the villains! Two-Face and the Riddler, played by Tommy Lee Jones and Jim Carrey, are like a demented comedy duo on a rampage. They chewed the scenery like a couple of hungry hyenas, delivering one-liners with the subtlety of a sledgehammer. It was as if the Joker had thrown a party, and the entire city was invited.
A Rabbit Hole
Now, the plot? Well, what plot? Batman Forever gave us a narrative that was as elusive as the Bat-Signal on a foggy night. It meandered through a labyrinth of riddles and neon-lit nightmares, leaving us in a perpetual state of cinematic disorientation. But who needs a coherent plot when you have Bat-nipples and a Bat-credit card?
And Val Kilmer’s Batman? He was a brooding enigma wrapped in black leather, a caped crusader who seemed perpetually lost in the carnival of chaos that surrounded him. His gravelly voice was like a siren call to the bizarre, a beacon for the bewildered.
100% B Movie
But what truly makes Batman Forever the perfect B movie is its unapologetic embrace of campiness. It’s a film that revels in its own absurdity, a celebration of excess that makes you wonder if the filmmakers were secretly dropping acid in the editing room.
In the end, Batman Forever is the B movie that Gotham deserves, a carnival of craziness that takes you on a roller-coaster ride through the heart of cinematic madness. It’s a film that leaves you questioning your own sanity, a reminder that sometimes, in the world of Batman, the only rule is that there are no rules. So, my friends, embrace the neon, savor the camp, and let Batman Forever take you on a journey to the outer limits of Bat-madness!