“Atomic batteries to power… Turbines to speed…”
God help me, I do so love bad movies.
It’s not that I love the movies per se, but I love the humor that a bad movie creates. I’m a huge fan of Mystery Science Theater 3000, and recently of the intentionally terrible The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra, but Batman: The Movie (1966) holds a special place in my heart.
The rubber shark fight scene… The dehydrated pirates… The clearly marked drinking water dispensers… It’s all too bad/good to be true!
I revel in the noble porpoise’s ultimate sacrifice. I marvel at the famous bomb removal scene (Nun! Baby! Marching band! Nun! Baby! Marching band!) And Adam West! (Shatner’s got nothing on you, Adam.)
Let’s not forget the iconic “BAM!”s or “KAPOWIE”s either. Or the unending litany of “Holy (insert alliteration here), Batman!”
Foam rubber wholesaling conventions… Illegal projection buoys… Robin’s disdain for bar riffraff… Good God it’s bad movie heaven!
The DVD includes some nice featurettes, but the commentary by the uncapped crusaders themselves is too entertaining for words.
If you haven’t seen it in a while, please give Batman: The Movie a place in your queue or shopping cart.