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Here's what so special about Wonder Woman




Year: 2017
Director: Patty Jenkins
Producers: Geoff Johns, Jon Berg, Wesley Coller
Screenwriter: Zack Snyder, Allan Heinberg, Jason Fuchs
Cast: Gal Gadot, Chris Pine, Robin Wright
Genre: Action, Adventure, War film
Based on original DC comics characters created by William Moulton Marston and H.G. Peter

Official Synopsis
“Before she was Wonder Woman, she was Diana, princess of the Amazons, trained to be an unconquerable warrior. Raised on a sheltered island paradise, when an American pilot crashes on their shores and tells of a massive conflict raging in the outside world, Diana leaves her home, convinced she can stop the threat. Fighting alongside man in a war to end all wars, Diana will discover her full powers…and her true destiny"


So you heard about the release of the first female dominant superhero film in over a decade, and all the hype has only served to increase your curiosity, after all, Wonder Woman
  • Is the first ever female-directed superhero film with a female lead.
  • Has an international opening bigger than Iron Man, Thor, Man of Steel, and Guardians of the Galaxy
  •  Grossed $435.2m worldwide in under just two weeks of its release- bigger than Captain America, surpassing every DC comics movie apart from the last three and the Dark Knight sequels.



My experience

 First of all, a movie that was scheduled for 1:45 pm did not start until 2:10pm or so. So I was a little impatient and irritated. However I forgot my annoyance once the movie started because I was captivated with the backstory and setting. Here was this stubborn and smart little girl, on an island of Amazonian warriors, being told every day for years not to aspire to be the one thing she wanted to be- a warrior. One of the opening scenes that drew me in was the scene in which the Amazons- an all-female group of armoured warriors were training hard with different weapons. These were strong women who had survived, even flourished under the tutelage of other women. There was no man in the picture.

I was pretty impressed with the graphics- even though at a point I could see some very obvious CGI action. Towards the middle of the movie, the plot got a little boring and I wanted to doze off. However I thought the character development was well done.


You might not particularly like Wonder Woman if


  • You don’t like funny movies. WW is quite humorous, compared to its DC predecessors like Batman vs Superman or Man of Steel
  • You abhor weak movie plots. The writers could have done better with the wealth of existing knowledge about Wonder Woman there is. The plot seems like it was put together a little nonchalantly.
  • You can’t stand corny lines; “It’s not about what you deserve, it’s about what you believe” Really?


  • You are against feminism and everything it entrenches- please, just save your ticket money.


I believe what makes Wonder Woman really special is its feminist message. Take this with all the special effects and cinematography out of Wonder Woman, and it collapses like a pack of cards. But that is probably a general DC issue


Rating: 3.5/5
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