Just wanted to let people know that The Dark Knight is out.
In theaters that play the motion pictures that is.
For those who haven’t heard about this yet, this is a sequel to Batman Begins. It stars Christian Bale. Most of you may remember him from The Machinist. Heath Ledger is in it too. He plays the Joker. In the interest of you not being disappointed when you inevitably want to find out more about this fine actor after seeing the film, the actor died a few months ago. THere may be some extra attention focused on his role and the film because of this. Now you know why.
I’ve seen the film. Golly it’s good. People tell me it’s great. Best of the year. Equatable to The Godfather II, or at least The Empire Strikes Back. Gee whiz do I feel funny inside after seeing it. Hate to not feel the way i should because of course everyone is right and not just falling prey to some kind of collective hypnosis or delusion.
That never happens outside of Phillip K Dick novels right? I mean George Bush really was a uniter and warrior and John Kerry a coward for going to Nam.
So The Dark Knight really is a tremendous slice of greatness! It’s flawless! It’s full of wonder, twists, turns, tight pacing, and a crystal clear script! I mean it must be. THis funny feeling inside must be something wrong with me. It’s a wrongness. Like maybe I was touched in a special place when i was a kid and just remembered. i should put those kinds of thoughts down. Repress them like this feeling I’ve had since seeing the awesomeness of The Dark Knight. Maybe it’s the same feeling and I’m bad and dirty for feeling this way. I did something wrong and made the movie not please me like everyone claims it pleased them.
I’m a shameful sinner!
Or maybe it was the bad thoughts I had watching the two girls in front of me at the theater. You see they were both very attractive. Gorgeous long hair, one blonde, one brunette. Beautiful faces. Lovely bodies with more than enough well placed protuberances as well as short pants revealing sweet legs which the brunette rested on the chair to her left so that part of her leg was always apperent to me. And occasionally she would lift her whole leg to the side revealing the whole smooth contour silhoutted in the movies glow. And as if this wouldn’t be hard enough to ignore, these two lovely young creatures were very good friends.
Very
Good
Friends.
You see, they spent much of the movie with their amazing manes of hair cuddled together, hands on each others laps, and possibly stealing an occasional kiss. I definitely saw the blonde kiss the brunette’s leg. They put their heads very close together on many occasions but due to the length of both of their hair it wasn’t possible for me to tell if they were just whispering or kissing. But considering the leg and the resting of heads on each others I got to think there may have been some lip contact. I sure wanted to believe that and the interest this desire created sure did it make it hard to fully invest myself in the best movie ever!
Did these girls do this to torment me?
I doubt it. They didn’t turn back to me at all or seem to take any notice until we were out in the parking lot afterwards. They got into a huge red pickup. Together. That part kind of made sense.
Were they sent by some kind of god of titillation as an offering to me?
Again, i don’t think so. Unless that god is also the god of useless distraction.
Were they Sprites, fairies, angels, or hookers?
Well I doubt that too since I don’t even believe in 3 of those things and at least 2 of them would have wanted to take me home and let me watch.
But like the movie they made me feel funny inside. Not in the same way. It wasn’t the touched in a bad place way but more of a kind of opposite feeling. Needless to say I haven’t forgotten these two young ladies and I never will. They will live on in my heart and mind forever. So maybe it’s partly their fault that I have that other feeling that the movie we saw won’t. I don’t know; it’s all very confusing. I’ll probably see this movie again at some point and then be able to offer a more substantial review for no one to read on the internets. But until then I’m left with this weird feeling. A couple of them.
And it doesn’t help that I think a cartoon is still the best movie I’ve seen this year. Damn you Pixar! Damn you and your insidiously captivating kiddie films! Have I not suffered enough emotional unpleasantness?!
Oh yeah The Watchmen trailer debuted. Looked like it has potential. Zach Snyder is doing it. He did 300. Alan Moore isn’t sure this is a good idea. he thought Frank Miller’s 300 was stupid, homophobic, and racist. The movie based on Miller’s graphic novel also made me feel funny. So now Moore’s feelings about this movei make me feel feel funny. The movie could be a huge hit or miss. It wasn’t possible to tell from the trailer what tone they take. But it looked cinematic. It in itself didn’t make me feel funny. Nor does the graphic novel which I’m just finishing after years of meaning to read it. It’s nice to have something that doesn’t make me feel funny.
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