I'll tell you what it is, and I expect to be bombarded with hate mail for this, but this is how I honestly feel about the Batman fandom. Everybody likes Batman Begins because it's all out there. Laid out, no room for interpretation, easy to understand.... it's simplistic and superficial, which most people are these days. If you look at a great deal of the major, major BB fanatics, they really seem to be immature. And nerdy people tend to be immature. Like the people who say that the Joker must be R-rated to be done right... that speaks of immaturity, that to be mature, something must be over-the-top adult. The Joker doesn't need to be Freddy Kruger to be done right.
People like Batman Begins because it helped them believe in Batman. Nobody has any suspension of disbelief anymore, and no imagination, it seems. When the fanbase can shun a highly intelligent and interpretive spin like what Burton gave us, in the face of Batman painting his suit black and beating us over the head with a theme of fear, that's when you know that a staggering level of the Batman fanbase lacks any kind of sufficient depth to them. A lot of the people who bash the Burton films gives reasons that are indicative of, to me, a lack of comprehension skills. Just because we didn't see Bruce perchase the Batmobile, we can't believe in it. And then, an even greater majority just bashes it for the sake of bashing, which is also a sign of immaturity.
Batman Begins is all well and fine, but excuse me if I want a Batman movie to engage me more on a psychological level, and I mean really engage me, not just present me with emotion and thematic elements and just expect me to appreciate them. Burton's films have been described as particularly "art house," and that couldn't be a better term. Burton was perhaps the best guy for the material, because he kept the material's mythic qualities and really played with it on a subtextual level. Nothing of which is in Batman Begins to parallel anything Burton did. And because most people can't pick up on the subtextual elements from Burton's material, they denounce it. If it doesn't slap them in the face with information, they cannot pick up on any of it. It's the same reasons why films like The Hulk and Superman Returns were disliked. They, along with Burton's Batman films, were too mature for a vast audience.
On another level, the faction of fans that are just content for Nolan to further alter the source material aren't fans. If you can't believe in Clayface on film, if you think the Joker has to carve in his smile, or put makeup on himself.... have no business calling themselves fans of the material. You suspend your disbelief when you crack open a Batman comic book, so you should do the same when you buy that ticket. The films are supposed to adapt the material, not heavily alter it and only resemble the source in name only. Just because Michael Keaton was a few inches shorter than Batman should be, and Jack Naiper killed his parents, they forgo everything else Burton did, ignore the wonderful adaptation of the material. I can't argue with those who dislike Burton's Penguin, among other things, because they're valid points, but if you're going to alter the material, at least make it a worthy alteration, as Nolan failed to do.
Unfortunately, I cannot discuss what I dislike about Batman Begins without praising Burton's material. This gives the appearance of a blinding bias, I know, but it all ends up as a comparison anyhow. Probably goes over the heads of most people as well. You never see me going into a Pro-Bale thread and breaking it up to sing the praises of Burton/Keaton. It never happens. Whereas, the Nolanites do this frequently on the other side. And there's that fact again; the immaturity. I'm content for people to enjoy BB. But B89? Anybody who likes that needs to be set straight, and I'm right, you're wrong. Keaton was short, so everything's invalidated, etc... whereas the Burtonites never do any such thing. In essence, with rare exceptions, if you "get" Burton's films, you're probably an adult. If you don't, chances are you have no depth whatsoever.
Let the hate notes roll in.
I think you have to be careful about over generalising, Doc.
But I do get the main thrust of your remarks.
I actually feel the same way when I see people declaring films like "Batman Begins", "Casino Royale" and Peter Jackson's take on "Lord of the Rings" -- all films that RAM everything down your throat -- as some of the best pieces of cinema in the last 5-10 years. More than that, some people have been hailing these things as classics and some of the greatest films ever made! I just find that position untenable. These films are some of the most unsubtle mainstream entertainments of the past quarter century. I think they actually INSULT a viewer's intelligence. By contrast, Tim Burton's films are works of art; rich in imagination and subtext. While everyone is entitled to their own opinion, I find it unfathomable than anyone could favour BB over Burton's take!
But I bitterly disagree on "Superman Returns". While it's a little less overt than BB, I think it has a whole host of its own flaws, all significant enough to severely compromise whatever artistry it does possess. I've seen SR once, and for me, that was quite enough. I can't comment on "The Hulk" as I haven't seen it, but it also looked heavy handed, not artistic and subversive! The last comic adapation I truly enjoyed was either "Sin City" or "The Mask". These modern iterations lack balls. They just have no style or panache.
You got quite into psychology there, Doc -- even if your assertions could easily be contended. I think you could have taken it further. I'd argue that *some* people feel a little embarrassed about liking this "silly comic stuff", so no matter how trippy or elegant an adaptation is, if it dares to remain in a fantasy world, then there's something wrong with it, and a better adaptation must be sought out and prayed for. Hence a lot of people liking these new versions of iconic characters like Batman and Bond. For "Batman Begins" and "Casino Royale" have saved them from their shame! And look at the critical responses to both -- overwhelmingly positive. Now no one has to hide their shame! Now it's "OKAY" to like this "silly comic / action stuff" because, gosh darn it, the critics agree. Yet these films are so banal in their literality, so tepid in their earnestness, and so facile in their excessiveness, that they collapse under the weight of their own silliness. How the hell can you play a man who dresses up like a bat straight? HOW? But BB wants you to see it that way -- so we have Gordon putting his faith in this sinister guy with a raspy voice to save the entire city, rather than arresting him for dressing like a sex maniac and behaving like a nut! There isn't a SINGLE line in BB as warped or bizarre as "Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?" And there really can't be -- because the writers thought more literally and wanted to make sure you GOT THE POINT. EVERY. LAST. DAMN. POINT. Ditto Bond. Ditto LotR.
In his video review, Ebert not only called BB "one of the best films of the year", but said he found the story captivating and engrossing. But what's captivating about a vengeful guy being trained to "fight evil" by a group of secret cliche ninjas? Or a master plot to destroy a city because it's "corrupt"? Or the idea of vapourising a city's water supply and freeing a serum and turning everyone insane? Or a finale involving a super-weapon and fist-fighting on a speeding train? Take the BB badge away for a second. Just imagine those ideas in their most abstract and basic form. Don't they sound EXACTLY like the same-old nonsense you'd read in the cheesiest comic book? Couldn't you just imagine those same ideas in the 60's TV show if they had a better budget? Or in some cheap lame-ass cartoon? They're so juvenile and ridiculous. Let's see: superhero (Batman) fights supervillain (Ducard) in a fight to the death (speeding train) while his deathray (water vapouriser) is inches away from full power (reaching final destination) MEANWHILE goofy police chief buddy drives supermachine (Batmobile / Trumbler) to avert catastrophe and save the planet (er, city). Cap it all with a stupid one-liner from the superhero ("I won't kill you, but...") so that all the 15-year-olds in the audience can scream, "YEEEEAAAAH!" and high-five each other. Give it neon and the name "Joel Schumacher" and it's complete rubbish; give it dull sepia tones and the name "Christopher Nolan" and it's one of the greatest films of the year. Apparently.
I think modern mainstream filmmaking is up the spout. I am reminded of the distaste that General Zod expresses when he arrives in the Fortress of Solitude: "Scruffy. So morbid. A sentimental replica of a planet [film era] long since vanished. No style at all."

How true.
