http://www.dvdverdict.com/reviews/batmanrobinse.phpI can not turn my eyes away from Batman and Robin. It is profoundly bad, so overblown, so deliriously gaudy, I can not avert my gaze; it's like I'm watching an army of monkeys with chain guns strapped to their heads assaulting a fireworks factory—unsettling, surreal, and transfixing. Batman and Robin is horrible on a Biblical disaster scale. "And lo did I see the pale horsemen descend from the clouds, and they did unleash fire and destruction and synthetic nipples, and the women and children did gnash their teeth."—Revelation 2:42-43.
It is as if the collective subconscious of a hundred thousand eight year-olds on crystal meth spilled forth and materialized on screen. Batman and Robin is an unending onslaught of sensory overload, where every corner of every synapse of your feeble mind is continually laid siege upon for two hours. I'm sure I'm preaching to the choir (from the Church of Shattered Comic Book Film Expectations). Who among us watchers of movies, from the casual renter to the hardcore collector, is not familiar with the nuclear aneurism that is this film?
Joel Schumacher, the director, has been tagged as the Destroyer of The Dark Knight, and only since the franchise reboot that was Batman Begins has the ire quelled a bit. Still, let's not kid ourselves: Schumacher is the Bill Buckner of Batman.
It would take several months of constant writing to list everything that's so phenomenally awry with this film. Bat nipples, stupid new vehicles, ice-skating villains, Batgirl, Commissioner Gordon the bumbling fool, Mr. Freeze's ice ray, grappling hook physics, lack of hypothermia, ridiculous Gotham architecture, the Bat credit card, Batgirl, sexy gyrations in a huge ape costume, superfluous strobe lights, neon everywhere, and on and on and on.