I love to discover cult movies, hidden gems, that one movie that is completely bonkers.
There is absolutely no logic to my rating system.
Right from the start this feels much more like a Tim Burton movie. Baby pinguin kept in a closed, barred crib devoures a cat. He is dropped off by his parents in the sewers and adopted by a family of pinguïns. All underpinned by a gothic Danny Elfman score. That opening makes clear Batman is just a secondary character in this film. Where the first one suffers from a backlot quality and out of place Prince songs, here the world building is completely believable. It improves in every aspect on Batman.