Well imagine comparing that wonderful darkish and atmospheric superhero movie with The Avengers. It's like comparing The Beatles with lounge music played in fancy bars in Ibiza. The first one shines like a star and the second is the fucking travesty of art. Batman Returns directed by the major talent Tim Burton is a movie that relies heavily on its villains. And by the gods what memorable villains that movie has. Danny DeVito as Penguin, Michelle Pfeiffer as Catwoman and Christopher Walken as Max Shreck. All of them giving the performance of their life, all of them adding to the movie a cynical, dark tone that fits most perfectly to the atmosphere of the movie.
Tim Burton knows better than anyone to make a movie that is, gorgeously, balancing between the action piece, the comic and the neo-noir film with the nihilism and the bleakness. Batman Returns is a pure dark piece, a dark piece that has its roots in the cinema that came here to mesmerize the spectator, to make him follow its tone like a hypnotized creature. That was a time that superhero films had still cinema art inside of them, instead of moronic noisy action and boring, useless dialogues only to fill the gap. That was a time that superhero films relied mostly in style and form, instead of hot fucking air. Batman Returns makes use of some of the most charming and appealing aesthetical technics of cinema. It's most of all a movie that came here to take you by the hand and show you another dimension, another reality, another world, another universe. And boy what kind of alluring universe is that, that our dear friend Tim has manufactured.