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This is one of several Batman Unlimited movies that also went hand in hand with a short lived television series of the same name.What sets them apart from the rest is the setting, the franchise is set in the future and has minor tweaks on the usual DC characters.In this one we see Batman, Green Arrow, Red Robin, Flash & Nightwing take on The Penguin, the super villians working for him and his army of mechanical animals.I really didn't like the setting, I'm very much not into this whole alternate universe thing. Top that off with this being very kiddie friendly and despite it being an award winning effort I was hardly impressed.I do like the concept of the Animalitia (Animal Militia) but some childish writing really ruined it for me.The Good:Cheetah was greatThe Bad:Nightwings hair, really?!Not keen on the future settingDialogue is laughable in placesThings I Learnt From This Movie:I found myself wondering how the DC Universe would have looked if they chose Manbat over BatmanBatman doesn't look at explosionsThe Penguin has a fear of penguins, who knew?
The setting is sometime in the distant future, about "Fifth Element" age. The Midas Meteor with a gold center is passing the Earth. The city is hit with a crime wave conducted by animals: Cheetah Woman, Silver Back, Killer Croc, and Man Bat. There are also mechanical animals working with them and a new guy in time who looks like the Penguin. Plot is not too difficult to figure out.The good guys include: Batman, Red Robin, Nightwing, The Flash, and Green Arrow.Predictable. Not overly exciting.
Gotham City is under siege by a series of bizarre crimes and only the world's greatest detective, Batman, can unravel the mystery! The trail leads to none other than the Penguin and his Animilitia, an animal-inspired squad of villains including Silverback, Cheetah, Killer Croc and the monstrous Man-Bat.
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"You did not know me, Dr. Neverasole. What did you see in me, a boy, fond of play, learning his lessons easily, bright and quick enough? You praised me, and gave me the first prize, and I graduated the head of the school. What did you know about the struggle that was going on, even then, in my soul? The devil was fighting me then, as hard as he could, and he gained the victory at the Dorchester Academy. What were mathematics, and science, and hygiene, against my passions? Yes, and though I know I shall die for it, against the fever heat of my desires, all human knowledge of consequences, and effects, and results, are just like so many feathers blown by the winds. Passion! Dr. Neverasole. Passion! It rules the world, and I am its slave. I am going to-day, I won't tell you where; I am going, knowing that it is one step nearer to my death;" he coughed as he said it. "I go against my will; a slave if you please; but go, I must." He poured it all out in a torrent of words.
"But come, anyhow," said the Doctor. "Well, as I have nothing else to do, till three, I will." That outlying district of the Kingdom of Heaven to which the Rev. Mr. Dunster belonged, had comfortably rewarded the faithful servant. Large and stately, though not too elegant, was the pastoral residence a graceful flock had provided for him. The salary, which the devoted people, year by year, increased, not only paid all the numerous expenses of the large household, but laid up treasures on earth, as a slight return for the heavenly treasures Mr. Dunster bountifully dispensed. The Church of Oliver Cromwell could afford to be generous. The well sold pews, groaned beneath the weight of the souls, who, Sabbath after Sabbath, thronged the comfortable building to hear Mr. Dunster. Men worth their millions, and whose names in the Dorchester Exchange could command untold sums listened to the admirable addresses he made to the throne of grace, and were edified by discourses, which only differed from the editorials in the newspapers, by being a great deal more clever, and in flavoring the interests of daily life with Gospel essences. Tall, strong, powerfully built, of strong animal instincts; thick lipped, heavy boned; of deep and powerful voice, with graceful gestures; with keen appreciation of men and things; not so much well educated, as capable of using everything he knew, and a good deal he only knew of, to the very best advantage; echoing the tone of the times, while he seemed to be teaching; the mouthpiece of his congregation, rather than their instructor; free from bigotry, unsectarian, admiring what was good in many systems, the Gospel which he preached was willingly accepted and paid for handsomely, because it was an able, eloquent and graceful expression of the tone and temper, the wishes, thoughts and feelings--nay, sometimes the varying beliefs and notions of the congregation he represented.
Once or twice Mr. Dunster had made a mistake. He had propounded an unpopular truth; he had mistaken an eddy in the river for the current of the stream. He had gone a little in advance, or fallen behind the average views of the day. When he had done so--which, to do this really great man justice, was not often, then he always achieved his greatest victories. How dexterously he gave up, how ingenuously he acknowledged his mistake, how beautifully he retreated, how cleverly he extricated himself. Like a great general, he always succeeded in turning such retreats into a victory. Not, perhaps, that Mr. Dunster did all this consciously. There was no hypocrisy about him. He was the preacher the times had made, and as the times changed he changed, too. To be sure, he had his difficulties. Now and then he stood by the side of those moral abysses, which his Gospel knew least how to fathom. For sorrow and affliction, and the ordinary distresses of life, he had certain conventional solaces. A species of animal sympathy, of which he was by no means deficient, was of some assistance also; but when even Protestants were driven to confession, and upon his comfortable, easy life was poured the revelation of agonies which human means could not relieve, he was like one astonished, and knew not what to do. But on the particular Monday, when Dr. Neverasole and Fred Turpins were walking towards the parsonage, Mr. Dunster was in the best of spirits. The preceding Sabbath had been an eminently successful one. A rapt audience had listened to one of his most powerful efforts. The distinguished poet Mr. Gushington, had been present, and had been so overcome by Mr. Dunster's eloquence, that he had publicly expressed his approval, and to crown it all, the Monday morning's Daily Lyar had devoted an editorial to the preaching of the great divine. 2b1af7f3a8