Let’s begin with the basics: Wonder Woman is a terrific film.
I saw it on opening night with my wife; as a DC Comics fan, Wonder Woman has become one of their three most iconic characters, along with Batman and Superman. She’s a driving force in their new universe, as she should be. The film does an excellent job of laying out her origin story, and it beautifully balances the feminist underpinnings of the character — she comes from a society in which men are disdained and is eminently more powerful than any man she comes across in the non-Themyscira world — with obvious femininity. She’s a true heroine in the film — she fights for the innocent and is willing to kill in order to do so (she’s far harder-core than Batman). She’s a feminist for certain (she scoffs at the notion of a secretary as a sort of modern-form slavery). At the same time, she goes out of her way to coo at babies (yes, feminists, women like babies) and she falls head-over-heels for a heroic man, despite her own statements about men being unnecessary for pleasure. Early in the fim, she tut-tuts the notion of marriage, as does he; by the end of the film, they’re both on board.

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