5 Ways Justice League Ruins Its Best Characters

4. Treating Wonder Woman And The Amazons As Eye Candy

One would think that with tensions at a high when it comes to topics of gender debate and feminism, Hollywood executives would have the good sense to point out when a good bit of voyeuristic oggling is apparent in a piece of cinema.

Enter Diana Prince, our very own Wonder Woman, whose derriere probably got as much screen time as Gal Gadot’s face did throughout the two-hour production. Twelve-year-old boys will be queuing up for second and third screenings of Justice League once they realise just how director Zack Snyder has met their requirement of low-angle bum shots in high skirts and tight leather pants, as if they weren’t already hooked in.

And the other Amazons are no different. Indeed, were it not for the fact the warrior women of Themyscira would rip to shreds almost any man who dared set foot on their beaches, one might confuse the mythical island for a 300-themed strip club where all the talent just so happen to be trained killing machines—on horses.

One can only imagine screenplay co-writer Joss Whedon’s logic behind having such scantily clad disciples of Aphrodite, something running along the lines of “Something something it’s more aerodynamic and liberating mumble mumble.”

Which is so strange, considering it was a female designer, Lindy Hemming, who crafted much more conservative armour for Wonder Woman—you know, the sort that would actually help out in a battle with swords and axes—before Michael Wilkinson—a man, would you believe it—decided to slash the fabric and leather budget for Justice League. Needs must and all that.

Well, at least those leering shots of bum and boob and bicep and more bum didn’t inhibit Gadot’s performance as the warrior princess. In fact, with Ben Affleck’s third on-screen portrayal of Batman going down like the proverbial lead balloon for many, it was she who at times kept the whole thing afloat among the leads.