It must be summer... if there's a new Batman movie coming out. Since 1989, a good summer has been defined by its Batman movie. And maybe a good dinosaur movie. But we don't have a good dinosaur movie this year. This is the year of The Dark Knight.
John and I met at the Arena Grand Theater at 10:30 for drinks in the upstairs lounge. Interestingly, there was a full moon that night, which may or may not have played a part in bringing out all the crazies. At any rate, we admired all the colorful fanboys and fangirls in the lobby standing in line for popcorn and soda. Soon we were joined by Matt and Acacia, then Dan, then Toph and Jill. Then my brothers made their dramatic entrance, with their bicycling gear in full effect. I think it's safe to say that a good time was had by all, even if we didn't get quite what we expected.
Unfortunately, I seriously mismanaged my caffeine intake, foolishly choosing to drink a small Pepsi at midnight so I wouldn't get sleepy during the course of the next 2 1/2 hours. I should have known better. There was no need for artificial stimulants of any kind, as I was utterly rapt with the movie. Indeed, a caffeine-induced brainstorm of trying to figure out what might happen in Batman 3 kept me up until well past four in the morning. Ugh.
So how was it? Fantastic. Not perfect, but a worthy sequel. I won't attempt to retread over some very astute reviews that other critics have written. But I will tell you they're all true.
Internet buzz indicates that Catwoman, Penguin, and Robin will NOT appear in the next movie. My bet is on the Riddler, who will be introduced as a kind of CSI genius hired by the Gotham Police in order to trap and reign in the fugitive vigilante Batman.
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