
I genuinely cannot remember the last time a Hot Toys figure made me pause, squint, and whisper wait... what am I looking at. Hot Toys is usually the gold standard of cool. The Mona Lisa of action figures. The company that makes collectibles so detailed you can see pores you never asked to see. But this Batman. This Keaton Batman. This odd blue and grey fever dream of a Keaton Batman. What is going on.
Let's start with the obvious. The cowl is blue. Not movie black, not a cool reinterpretation blue, but a weird shiny blueberry vinyl that looks like it escaped from a 90s Kenner prototype. And yes, before anyone jumps in, I know this is based on one of the background suits from The Flash. But maybe that's where it should have stayed. In the background. In the dark. Behind Michael Keaton. Far away from human eyes.

Then there's the expression. The face plates are supposed to show range, but all three look like someone asked Keaton to do his best impression of a man who forgot if he turned the stove off. Permanent stress lines are sculpted into the mask. Into the mask. Why does Batman look like he's been doomscrolling for six hours straight.
And the proportions. The oversized neck. The bizarre lip curvature. The whole thing has the energy of someone describing Batman to an AI using only hand gestures.
I adore Hot Toys. I adore Keaton's Batman. But this is one of the strangest releases I've ever seen. A collectible that manages to be as unintentionally cringe as Ezra Miller's entire performance in The Flash. If this is a comic homage, it might be time to quietly sneak it back into the batcave.