The DC Extended Universe continues to shit the bed every time a movie isn’t directed by Patty Jenkins. An unholy mess of a movie stitched together from two directors with diametrically opposed sensibilities, wasting the first time Henry Cavill has actually played Superman. The great superhero movie rewatch is frustrated by 2017’s Justice League.
You would be hard-pressed to find two filmmakers who are less alike than Joss Whedon and Zack Snyder, so asking the former to reshoot and rewrite the latter is a notion fraught with peril, rather akin to asking Terry Pratchett to partially rewrite George R.R. Martin.
And you can so totally see the seams. One minute, it’s a dark, dank, deconstructionist film from someone who finds no joy in superheroes, the next it’s a quip-filled superhero story that takes quite a bit of joy in being about superheroes. Having them both in the same movie makes for an unsettling and peculiar viewing experience, because we get two distinct, incompatible tones.