In which I complain about the ’66 Batman movie

I have just watched the movie that reinvented the word “campy.” I’m working on a research project for college that required watching a lot of Superhero movies. I had to pick from certain decades, so I picked the most famous ones I knew of. Of course, that meant I had to watch the 1966 Adam West Batman movie.

And it was painful.

In stead of wasting more time putting effort into writing a well thought out review about it, I figured I’d share my grumpy Facebook posts and let you discover what I thought of the movie that way

1. Before the campiness really set in hard.

2. Seriously, how he figured out half of this stuff is the real mystery.

3. I think he used the weapons as, well, weapons, like once.

4. When I was starting to realize which circle of hell I’d managed to stumble into.

5. I wouldn’t have wanted my name in the credits for this movie.

6. Slowly slipping into a camp-induced coma.

7. I think I was in shock at this point.

8. The stupidity of this movie continued to astound me even this far in.

9. I mean, that’s pretty dumb, right?

10. When after more than an hour of pure cheese, I was finally released.

I’m creating this post while watching the 1978 Superman, which so far, beats the spandex off of both the ’66 Batman and the other Superman movie I watching today: Superman and the Molemen. Because that’s a thing that exists, apparently.

If you want to see more Superman/Batman grumping, head on over to my other blog and read my review of Dawn of Justice.