â€œAtomic batteries to powerâ€¦ Turbines to speedâ€¦â€
God help me, I do so love bad movies.
Itâ€™s not that I love the movies per se, but I love the humor that a bad movie creates. Iâ€™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 sceneâ€¦ The dehydrated piratesâ€¦ The clearly marked drinking water dispensersâ€¦ Itâ€™s all too bad/good to be true!
I revel in the noble porpoiseâ€™s ultimate sacrifice. I marvel at the famous bomb removal scene (Nun! Baby! Marching band! Nun! Baby! Marching band!) And Adam West! (Shatnerâ€™s got nothing on you, Adam.)
Letâ€™s not forget the iconic â€œBAM!â€s or â€œKAPOWIEâ€s either. Or the unending litany of â€œHoly (insert alliteration here), Batman!â€
Foam rubber wholesaling conventionsâ€¦ Illegal projection buoysâ€¦ Robinâ€™s disdain for bar riffraffâ€¦ Good God itâ€™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 havenâ€™t seen it in a while, please give Batman: The Movie a place in your queue or shopping cart.