Robert Pattinson isn’t morally opposed to superhero films. But he wasn’t exactly seeking them out before The Batman came along, either.
The 35-year-old who seemed to emerge as a fully formed superstar in mega franchises like Harry Potter and Twilight has for the past decade or so found himself chasing edgier fare, smaller movies with interesting directors and roles where he could stretch and disappear behind an archaic New England accent, as in The Lighthouse, the unkempt beard of an explorer in The Lost City of Z or the shock of messily bleached hair that accompanies him on a never-ending chase in Good Time, to name a few.
The strange thing is that it was Good Time, a $2 million movie, and its frenetic, freefall energy that convinced director Matt Reeves that Pattinson needed to be his Batman. It was 2017 and Reeves, the man who brought freshness and grit to the last two Planet of the Apes films, had raised his hand to usher in a new iteration of the dark knight while Ben Affleck was in the process of hanging up his cape. Reeves started writing the movie for Pattinson, not having the faintest idea whether it would hold any interest.
Luckily, in Pattinson’s mind, Batman preceded and existed outside of the “superhero craze.” Growing up in England, he remembers watching the cartoon, the Adam West series (which he swears was still running replays in the UK when he was a child in the 1990s) and coveting his costume and Happy Meal toys. Then there were the films.
