dir. Andy Muschietti
The Flash is genuinely remarkable, perhaps even impressive, in how it manages to get every single thing wrong. The plot is bad: time travel and musings on changing fate are used to fuel a storyline in which very little of consequence happens, and where the fundamental message is contradictory and confusing. The characters are bad: as if the whiny squealing of one Barry Allen / The Flash wasn’t enough, the movie forces the audience to spend the majority of the film having to deal with two of them. The pacing is bad: it’s baffling that this is two and a half hours while nothing of consequence happens, suggesting the film could’ve used a few tips from its fast-moving protagonist. The visuals are bad: most of the CGI, from time travel portals to babies falling from the sky, are so poorly done that the entire thing feels like a very cheap VR video game. The action is bad: every single fight is about as perfunctory as it’s possible to get, with little to no real stakes at any point. The music is bad: the themes written for respective superheroes all sound pretty much identical, as though the same four bars are essentially on repeat throughout the movie. The Flash is bad: it’s very, very bad.