
You know things are going wrong at the outset, when we find Diana Prince, Wonder Woman’s alter ego, working at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington in 1984. Why did this eagerly anticipated follow-up to the delightful 1917-set “Wonder Woman” - starring the same stunning Gal Gadot and directed by the same Patty Jenkins and released for our homebound viewing on HBO Max as a Christmas Day gift to its subscribers - have to stink up the joint like no comic-book movie has since “Howard the Duck” in 1986? It’s the single question that haunts all Americans as they turn the page on a dreadful year: Why is “Wonder Woman 1984” so bad?

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“It’s a sexist song, but I re-imagined the lyrics for a little role reversal. She pointed out the old Helen Humes juke joint “ Million Dollar Secret” on her CD as an example of putting her own little humorous stamp on it. “Re-imagining songs and rethinking music is very appealing to me,” she said during a short phone interview on her way to rehearsal earlier this week. In her live shows, Carter draws from material on her 2009 CD At Last, where she “re-imagines” recognizable songs like Sam Cooke’s “You Send Me,” The Supremes’ “Where Did Our Love Go” and James Taylor’s “Secret of Life.” There are a few lesser known works thrown in there for good measure.

This gig is a warm-up to later stops at hallowed venues such as New York’s Lincoln Center and the Kennedy Center in D.C.

She’s in the middle of a three-night stand at the Catalina Jazz Club in Hollywood, where she’s being backed by a six-piece band and three singers. No, not attending superhero conventions full-time, but as a jazz singer, singing classic torch songs and standards. Now more than three-decades later, Carter, 58, is enjoying a second career. No one could better wear those kick-ass red boots, handle the lasso of truth and beat up bad guys without messing up the always perfect coiffure. To millions of people, there is only one Wonder Woman: Lynda Carter, who played the iconic role from 1975-79 on TV.
