As Fall Out Boy’s Patrick Stump belts out what might be the greatest Batman theme of all time over the visually electrifying and hilarious opening sequence of The Lego Batman Movie, one thing becomes clear. This is a deliriously infatuated Valentines Day love letter to DC’s iconic self-proclaimed frontman. When we’re watching this astonishingly narcissistic version of The Caped Crusader, it’s an amalgamation of almost eighty years of comics, cartoons, and films. Bruce Wayne has had some incredible victories and catastrophic failures over all that time and this movie revels in poking fun at every single one.
We find Batman (Will Arnett), who is totally not Bruce Wayne, in a bit of a personal rut. Sure, he’s foiling bad guys left and right, but his lobster thermidor fueled evenings are starting to feel a little lonely. He refuses to let anybody crack his smoldering masculinity, though, which makes it a little difficult for his new adopted son/sidekick Dick Grayson (Michael Cera) to feel appreciated. Meanwhile, The Joker (Zach Galifianakis) is plotting the destruction of Gotham city in classic fashion, desperate for his foil to see him as his arch-nemesis.
The original Lego Movie by Phil Lord and Chris Miller had an astonishingly dry wit for a kids film and that is back in full-force here. In its first act, The Lego Batman Movie is a comedic end-zone dance. It’s a beautiful balance of loving jabs at the history of the character and sharp satire of the way the general public sees him. Not even the foreboding studio logos of the Nolan era get off scot free. This Bruce Wayne is one hundred percent the brooding orphan who punches mentally ill people and the script never shies away from acknowledging that. Arnett fully commits to this absurdity and practically everything that comes out of his mouth hits. It practically breaks the sound barrier of comedic momentum, for a little while.
Unfortunately, things grind to a halt as soon as we get into the Bat-Family story-arc. Michael Cera’s Robin is beyond grating. We see the extent of his “adorable” goofy child routine within five minutes of him being on-screen and he never evolves beyond that one joke. Rosario Dawson’s Barbara Gordon is about as flat as Cera, albeit with a little more depth. When they come into the picture, the film becomes less about poking fun at Batman and evolves into a fairly standard Bat-Family story that just so happens to be a comedy. That isn’t to say that there isn’t anything enjoyable going on. Galifianakis’ adorably insecure Joker is a hoot whenever he appears and Ralph Fiennes is such a genuinely solid Alfred that you’ll wish that he were playing opposite Ben Affleck as well. It just cannot carry the pace it establishes early on, eventually indulging in standard animated movie tropes with the absurdist humor becoming dizzying after a while.
However, even when the story and comedy get a little flat, the visuals are extraordinary. Director Chris McKay and his animation team deftly carry on the manic aesthetic that Phil Lord and Chris Miller established in the original Lego Movie. Every frame is jam-packed with small touches that won’t be caught on the first viewing. It really feels like each set was built with the gleeful hands of an overstimulated child. It all really starts to kick in during the frenetic fight sequences, in which the animators take full advantage of everything an animated Batman is capable of. The characters are always moving as they leap through the air, avoid gunshots with silly “pew pew” noises and build weapons mid-battle. It’s a wonder to behold, even during the film’s third act which starts to over indulge in action.
Lord and Miller’s Lego Movie was not only a strong comedy but a sharp social satire to boot. Batman was certainly one of the funniest characters in that story but he was also very much a supporting player. The Lego Batman Movie very much feels like a spin-off. It doesn’t have nearly as much to say and the character who felt so fresh before does start to wear out his welcome. Chris Mckay is an alum of Robot Chicken and his film very much plays like a cleaner version of one of those sketches. However, the key to that show is brevity, which begs the question of if this would have been a stronger film if it had only clocked in at thirty minutes. However, it’s never anything less than enjoyable even in its weakest moments and the adoration for the Batman lore is on constant display. I’d certainly rather see a Justice League made out of these blocks than flesh and blood. Take from that what you will.
Rating: B (atman)