350 Million to make the first movie. Four years of hindsight and insight. Then a rare chance to tell YOUR story with that hindsight and an added 70 million. This time YOU, Zack Snyder, are in charge. Here is what we get when that happens:
1) 4 hours of screen time. Mama paid for HBO MAX Subscription. Gotta milk it?
2) Limitless slow-motion 'artistry.' Everything is in slow motion. Fighting, driving, crying, washing dishes, breaking them, sleeping. Everything. Even a high school football game. The four-hour runtime will decrease by an actual one hour without the incessant slomo. e.g. Victor Stone wanted his scientist father to watch his game, but time after time his father bailed. We would actually feel for Victor had we not been distracted by a minute-long slow-motion football spectacle preceding it. By the end of it, you neither feel sorry for Victor nor do you remember what happened in prior scenes/plotline(s).
3) 'Dark'. Literal darkness, as in an Instagram filter. Not metaphorical. The director is not capable of metaphors. This is evident if one looks at Mr. Snyder's resume. Similar to when teens hit puberty and suddenly feel like wearing and weeping black to feel like a 1000-dimensional, deep-cut character. Teens grow out of that phase. Zack does not.
4) Lots of sad background score to evoke the hardship of the misunderstood characters who gave it all for mankind. My 'favorite' is the melancholy score whenever the film visits Themiscyra. It was actually me playing random stuff like a cello and a bagpipe while my sister did the 'vocals.' Why? Why? What did the Amazons do to deserve THAT theme score?
5) 'Better' action scenes. They are better than Joss's. Yet, my friend's gaming rig renders far more realistic scenes. 70 Million and still could not get the villain to feel physically 'real.' Instead, the money was spent on more video-gamey tricks such as interstellar FaceTime with your boss using molten metal. Yes, a slab of metal becomes piping hot, flows like a fiery liquid, and assumes the shape of your boss.
6) Script & Editing. All can be forgiven in favor of a strong script and good editing. The viewer goes from Gal Gado's narration of 'what-happened-a-long-long-time-ago' to a scene where a random character trying to start her car gets t-boned by a runaway truck. Barry Allen happened to be nearby and saved the damsel in distress. Other than an avid comic-bookie, one would ask, what happened then? Nothing. Simply a few minutes spent on an easter egg in slow motion glory to show Barry's future love interest, Iris. Nothing to enhance either character or the story arc. Let us not delve into the script ... please? Because even in its second iteration, this film has none.
To summarize, if a scene does not evoke a sense of pity for the character based on their circumstances, slapping an Instagram filter, using slomo, or adding a background score cannot force the audience's emotions. They tend to work when a scene with genuine emotions; it begs the question: Do people such as Warner Brothers execs with deep pockets read the script before spending 350 + 70 Million? 'We live in a society' (the quotes are intended) where things happen through connections. Unfortunately, knowing people and having money does not elevate your talent, especially if the epitome of your artistry is akin to a wall-art in a man-cave of a 40-year-old.