Quirky, weird, uneven, yet one of a kind
With a more clear-cut comic book feel than most superhero adaptations, Batman emphasizes more on the characters in costume than the personalities underlying them. It’s not necessarily a bad thing, but it makes one indifferent of what happens to them. Most of the time, the villains steal the spotlight from the masked caper himself played by the unconvincing Michael Keaton. Kim Basinger seems like your usual damsel in distress while the rest of the cast just was disposable (what happened to Harvey Dent and Commissioner Gordon?).
Despite that, Jack Nicholson keeps it interesting by portraying the maniacal Joker. He is way different from the Joker of the late Heath Ledger, but nonetheless entertaining and very fitting of the character’s psychological profile. If it wasn’t for him I would’ve lulled myself to sleep in the middle of it all. But I found a few ways to appreciate the film such as taking note of the differences between the 1989 and the 21st century versions. The plot was spotty and I just felt uncomfortable with the weird tone. It could be a case of a movie not aging too well, but as far as I’m concerned, it’s unique and unconventional atmosphere just isn’t my cup of tea.