Friends. Nerds. Blogger-folk. Lend me your eyeballs.
I come here to bury the DCEU, not to praise it.
I love DC Comics. I have a collection of around 5500 DC Comics - and that's what remains after multiple cullings of the collection over the years, selling off dozens of long boxes and whole runs of JLA, The Flash and Green Lantern. I have a room in my house largely dedicated to Superman and Wonder Woman, featuring knick-knacks, statues and toys, where I keep those comic books. I have walls of graphic novels, and DC reference books. My dog wears a Superman collar sometimes (he's currently wearing a Chicago Cubs collar). I have attended the Superman Celebration in Metropolis, Illinois. If there is a DC based TV series, serial, movie, cartoon, etc... there's a good probability I've seen it or have a functioning awareness of it (not everything is for me and I've passed on a lot of animated features the past decade).
All this is to say, when I discuss DC's movie efforts, it's from a place of love of the source material, of other DC media, and that I'm not coming in as a film-guy who never lifted a comic.
None of this is to require anyone else to have this background, and you're entitled to your opinion. But fan entitlement is a thing to behold, and so I feel some credentials are in order. To conclude a clunky preamble, I say everything I say from a place of genuine love for the characters and their universe.
Thus, let it be known that the DC Comics movie experiment, that began in 2011 and which wrapped-up a decade later with Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom at the end of 2023, is done.
And that is to say, I did not love what DC did with its movies, starting with Man of Steel in 2013.