#GuiltyPleasureConfessional: Halle Berry’s ‘Catwoman’ is Pure Purrrfection

“Guilty Pleasure” implies that my feelings towards #Trash films should inspire self-loathing and a demand to hide my love. But there’s no shame in this soul. These violent delights have violent ends my friends; such delights include Halle Berry, leather pants, and playing basketball with my cop boyfriend. You know what I’m talking about, right? Catwoman (2004)

I know lots of people have issues with Halle Berry’s acting(?), but I don’t mind her William Shatner-ing through this poor man’s superhero flick simply because IT IS SO BAD IT’S GOOD. Good in that, “I’ve eaten 30 pieces of gummy-worms and I can feel my teeth rotting and it doesn’t taste that great anymore but I’ll still put this next one in my mouth” kind of way. Not all of BNP staff feels this way of course, some people think Catwoman is horrible in a bad way, but we all don’t appreciate the sugary-goodness of badly-adapted (loosely-based) comic book films.

The early 2000s silliness of Catwoman was a critical mess and a box office disaster. It has become an embarrassing staple in superhero movies, and I can only imagine that the most dedicated DC fan dreads the very idea of it. The movie starts off with Halle Berry playing the sad, but sweet (but also super annoying) Patience Phillips, a stepped-on artist who works for a cosmetics company in NYC. After she overhears the ugly side-effects of a product, the big baddie Laurel Hedare (Sharon Stone) flushes her out from the pipe system, effectively drowning her. Patience…