Wonder Woman review

Thanks once again to the best in-laws in the world, my very own warrior queen and I got away to watch Wonder Woman. And despite popcorn which had been sitting under the warming lights since the days when Lynda Carter wore the tiara, we had a blast!

Gal Gadot completely inhabited the role, thanks in part to the best costume for Diana ever.  She perfectly walked the balance between sunny (perhaps even naive) idealism and fiery determination.  (Why can’t we have a Superman like this?)  

And she was funny!  Not a quality I usually associate with WW, but I loved it.  Her hilariously, adorably awkward scenes  with Chris Pine were absolutely my favorite parts of the film.  (Plus, I loved pretending he was Captain James T. Kirk on a secret mission to help save Earth’s past.) Forget a movie sequel.  I want a weekly Lois & Clark style TV show so we can really spend some time with these two.  

(Yes, I know he got blowed up.  Which, spoiler alert on that, I guess.  But it’s a comic book movie.  And he died off screen.  And we didn’t see the body.  Totally still alive.)

My only nit to pick is that, as a war nerd, I really wanted this to work as a World War I movie.  And on the strategic level, it does not.  At all.  One single trench between Allied forces and German High Command?  In 1918?  And breaching that lonely trench line to liberate an occupied town results in ZERO reinforcements arriving–either from the Central Powers or the Allies?  

My only nit to pick is that, as a war nerd, I really wanted this to work as a World War I movie.  And on the strategic level, it does not.  At all.  One single trench between Allied forces and German High Command?  In 1918?  And breaching that lonely trench line to liberate an occupied town results in ZERO reinforcements arriving–either from the Central Powers or the Allies?  

I know this is a cartoon movie about superfriends, but I couldn’t suspend my disbelief enough to get past the utter ridiculousness of the war scenes.  Which is a shame, because there were some moments that really captured the brutal, desperate pointlessness of the Great War– plus lots of great Amazon butt-kicking!  (Pow! Take that, bell tower!)

Rated 4/5 wonders, with a half-wonder subtracted for the extreme telegraphed obviousness of Remus Lupin’s supposed-to-be-surprising face-heel turn.  Come on, now.  The man is a werewolf.  Of course he’s a bad guy.

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