
You may wake up this morning to the news that Michael Keaton is playing Birdman, and you might be wondering why, precisely, the Hanna Barbera cartoon is getting a feature film adaptation. It’s not. Instead one of the masters of depressing cinema has decided to rib us nerds.
We refer, of course, to Alejandro Gonzalez Innaritu, the director of such great movies that make you want to kill yourself like Amores Perros and 21 Grams. Not content with making arthouse audiences put the suicide hotline on speed dial, Innaritu’s latest script aims squarely at your beloved memories of Batman:
As opposed to Gonzalez Inarritu’s usual soul-searing dramas, Birdman is a dark comedy that follows a former actor, who once played an iconic superhero, as he mounts a Broadway play based on a Raymond Carver short story in a bid to reclaim past glory. However, the play’s egotistical leading man threatens to throw everything down the tubes.
That former actor? Yep, Keaton. Gee, we wonder what superhero will have the numbers filed off for his appearance in this film.
The cast also includes Emma Stone as Keaton’s currently-sober daughter, Zach Galifianakis as a scheming executive, and Naomi Watts, who’s probably grateful to have gotten a script that’s a bit more lighthearted.
Leaving aside the fact that this smells a lot like a Kevin Smith movie, this could be pretty amusing. Or it could be yet another arthouse movie that gets superheroes completely wrong. Either way, we hope they already cut Hanna Barbera a check.




This reminds me of Adam West playing “Catman” on Fairly Odd Parents. Complete with an orange color scheme. Wonder if that slipped past DC’s lawyers.
Considering they’re both owned by the same megaconglomerate, I’m guessing it was approved.
Wait, so the movie is going to be about the Miami Heat’s heavily tattooed Center? You lost me.
…Yes. Michael Keaton is secretly a basketball player.
Wait, so you’re telling me this movie is about rapper Bryan Williams?
Wait, so this movie is about Michael Keaton giving a bird a bar mitzvah and becoming a man?
I’m so confused…
I, (still) hereby volunteer to show Emma Stone the interior of every supply closet.
“Does this smell like Chloroform?” -Patton Oswalt
“Ha ha!…cookies on dowels” – Phil Ken Sebben
Not there! There!
More Michael Keaton, please.
Now I want a Harvey Birdman movie. Dammit.
So do I. Very much.