Sorry, this movie sucks

A film of deceptively outspoken contemporary relevance, this is cinema at its most alert, alarming and alive.

The best films of this genre always show a path and provide a takeaway for being a better person.

A film of deceptively outspoken contemporary relevance, this is cinema at its most alert, alarming and alive.

. . . "Ronald Rump?" a shell-shocked nation wonders at the close of #THE LATE BATSBY. After all, BATSBY is the opening act for the Warner Bros. feature cartoon TEEN TITANS GO! TO THE MOVIES, during which the always eponymous Warner crew warn America against Mr. Rump through its lead character "Robin," who sports absurdly "tiny baby hands," and whose megalomaniacal pursuit of personal glory threatens to shred our Universe. Furthermore, viewers are left to ponder whether the use of the word "Late" (as in deceased, expired, or rubbed out) within the title of this theatrical short reflects a prediction that "K. Griffin" is destined to achieve her foulest wish in being able to administer a Moscow KGB strumpet-style G.S. facial to that hateful visage before the falling blade allows her to intercept the noggin of the High Crimes convict from the basket provided? Some may quibble that this is reading a lot into a four-minute animation, but look how much has been derived over the past few decades from a 26.2-second Zapruder home movie film.

This quick animated short which appeared before Teen Titans Go to the Movies is about an overenthusiastic Batgirl who scrambles to make it in time to thwart a crime. The story is okay, but there is nothing much that stands out about it. The animation does look great, though. Very vibrant, fluid, and expressionistic.