It was Sunday, Brae was visiting with his father for a birthday celebration with that side of the family and washing my car that hasn't been bathed in over 6 months was not looking very enticing. So I figured, why not. Right? May as well see what all the hype is about.
So, I mentioned my plans to my good friend Sarah who advised me that purchasing my tickets in advance would be the only way to guarantee a seat for me at the theatre. So I did just that- and silently mocked the idea that the movies would be busy at a Sunday matinee.
Guess what we found when we pulled in the parking lot of the theatre? Cars. Cars, everywhere. Cars BURSTING from the aisles with their passengers scuttling about like roaches to a cheesecake.
We were swept into the crowd and ushered into the theatre by the masses, where a man awaited to check our ticket and allow us entrance to the main event.
A ticket man at the door can only mean one thing, a dismal reality. This show is sold out and arriving the 'safe 30' before was clearly not early enough.
My mother, brother and I entered the room and stood dejectedly, looking upward at the theater's stadium seating that was now PACKED. The roaches, who had scuttled past us in the lobby, were now elbow deep in cartons of Jiffy Pop, cramming their gob with fistfuls of sticky treats.
The hunt for any open seating was ON. I began to move up the stairs, pulling my night vision goggles down over my eyes as I scoured the available seating. I locked in on a row second from top with prime seating. Pushed back into the shadows, these seats had remained untouched. I took the remaining steps two at a time as I brushed toddlers and elderly women out of the way. Those seats were mine for the taking and as I reached them, I let out a battle cry and beat at my chest.
Finally feeling secure, my family settled into our semen spattered seats (c'mon, these seats were in the shadows. You know the dirty truth...) and prepared for our cinematic experience.
Some Batman observations:
- Wow, were those previews awful for a reason? Did the producers feel like a good way to get the audience hyped for Batman was the twelthquel to 'The Mummy'?
- Christian Bale, while totally attractive outside of the Batman suit, becomes increasingly more annoying one inside the suit when his voice drops two octaves. Not sexy, scary nor intimidating. Batman sounds like a husky middle-schooler pretending he's the first of his friends to enter puberty.
- Heath Ledger- every bit amazing as the hype goes. His performance as The Joker was both hilarious and haunting. At the end of the movie I was a bit morose, knowing what had happened after the cameras were off.
- Maggie Gyllenhal- 'Sherry Baby' ruined you for me. I still think of you as a two-bit whore.
I thoroughly enjoyed the movie. I did NOT think the movie was too long, nor did it drag for me. I would have not even been made aware of the length of the movie had I not been drinking a medium sized Mountain Dew throughout the film.
I think you should go see it. I think Heath should be nominated for his role and I think his family should have the honor of attending/accepting any award in his place.
I think I just wrote a whole post on Batman and now I need to fall subject to the merchandising.
Oh wait- already have:
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