I just watched it this past weekend.
I was struck by how much of a difference editing, musical, and directorial choices can make to how the exact same actor/character comes across on screen. In the first Justice League, all of the main characters struck me as feeling extreeeeemely trivial. They seemed unimportant. Like flashy cars that I have no interest in buying or even driving. My theory is that this has something to do with the spirituality of the director. (By spirituality, I do not mean religiosity or mysticism, but rather a way of being in the world and the way that lives, circumstances, and meaning hang together in the sensibility and soul of the director.)
The story being told had a soul and a kind of integrated center. I didn’t love that soul, but it was there. And every soul, whether I love it or not, has a certain power, a certain integrity, a certain coherence. That’s just the nature of souls. Anyway, that soul of the director and of the story seemed to imbue the characters with greater import as well.
(I remember when I realized that the reason I loved Scarlet Johannsson so much in Lost In Translation was primarily due to the invisible influence of Sofia Coppola over the framing of the whole movie.)
Another point was that I felt a real spiritual and aesthetic connection between this film and the movie Watchmen. Almost as though this was the movie that Watchmen was made to critique and play against. I wondered if it was actually unintentional. It introduced a subtle undercurrent of unease to the atmosphere. (A testament to Frank Miller’s genius.) It made it seem as though the immoral or flawed aspects of these characters might be hiding just off-camera or beneath the surface. This was strongest for Batman’s character, fittingly enough. Something about the shape of that body-armour suit and of the cowl, made him feel somewhat ‘off’ at times. But this was more of a tinge than a very strong feeling. Just an interesting thing.
The atmosphere was so much more effective for almost every part of the movie.
And I have to give extra points (and extra get me the heck away from this situation) for the bizarre Scandinavian singing sequence. Ever since watching Ari Aster’s Midsommar, I’ve basically got issues. (Very easily freaked out by anything even slightly untoward that’s happening in Scandinavia.) Hopefully Dragon Reborn will help when I finally get around to working through that program. 
