The Dark Knight

I'm going to plagiarize myself and post here something I posted elsewhere. I think more people might see it here though.

Originally posted on InstantCool.com by me..

I don't want to oversell it, but there will never be a movie this good ever again.


Heath Ledger as the Joker

I had my doubts. I really didn't think he was a very good actor and I felt like he was going to be the Katie Holmes of the installment. After seeing him as the Joker I think it's a damn shame that he's going to win the best actor Oscar after he's dead. Because between his portrayal (and the fact that he died during the filming of it) he has the Oscar sewn up. In the same way that they made Batman into a character that makes you think "this is what Batman would be like in the real world", now they they make you say "this is what the Joker would be like in the real world." I don't want to give any spoilers. I'm just saying this is the way the Joker should be portrayed.

Action Sequences

Wow. In case you missed it the first time, wow. That's really all I can say. You can walk out of a Summer popcorn action flick and say OMG and holy fucking shit because the action in it was so great. This is the next day and all I can say is wow. They were just that incredible that I'm still at a complete loss of words. And they were so amazing that there's no words for me to explain how absolutely amazing they were. When you sit in those IMAX chairs and feel the rumble of the Bat Pod on screen shaking you through your nether regions, it's like touching the hand of god.

Story Line

The story is awesome. Every time, and there's a lot of these times, that you think to yourself that you know what's going to happen next, you don't. Every time you think to your self that you know what the Joker is up to, you don't. Every time you think you know what Batman is going to do, wrong-o! The story is incredible.

The Rest of the Cast

Impeccable casting. Nuff said.




Why are you reading this? You should be making plans to go to the IMAX to see this, and if you can't do that at least go to the theater to see it. It really is an incredible work of art.

On a Happier Note

Check out my dad's blog.

Summer

I want to be creative. I want to sit and write. But Summer is here. Summer with it oppressive heat. Summer with it's humidity pressing down on me like a lifetime of heavy.

Summer.

The sun is blinding and going outside is nothing but pain.

I hate Summer so much.

Maybe some day when I get to sit in an air-conditioned office all day I'll sing a different tune. But not now. Now I have to put up with will-sapping things like the heat index. Which mean that as hot as it is, the humidity is going to make it feel hotter.

I can't wait till Fall.

Part of My Childhood Died

My wife works in West Allis. As such, the credit union near the school she works at is the most convenient or recommended by the teachers' union or some sort of thing, and that is where our accounts are. I had my account at a different bank that had been convenient for me back in my landscaping days, but had become the most biggest pain in the ass of a bank in recent years. I won't tell you their name, but I Guaranty that good service there is meager.

Anyway, I decided I liked my wife's bank because it was across the street from a Shakey's. Shakey's pizza isn't gourmet and there are no free soda refills, but mojo potatoes are the most awesome invention ever. I tried for years to figure out how they made those golden brown pieces of deliciousness, to no avail. I even contemplated getting a job at Shakey's just so I could learn the secret process. And any place that has mojos and all the pizza and chicken and spaghetti you can eat is worth the trip.

My wife isn't quite as much of a Shakey's fan as I am. I think it may have something to do with childhood. I always knew, as a child, that a trip to the JCPenny Warehouse Store had a high probability of being coupled with a stop at Shakey's for lunch. My wife, however, has a fondness for truck stop fare. She may deny it, but truck stops taught her to eat her french fries with tartar sauce, a habit she carries on to this day.

We went to drop off my checks from my new job yesterday and do some other assorted bank business. I was able to convince my wife to stop at Shakey's for lunch.

To my dismay, I discovered that yesterday was the last day that Shakey's would ever be open. They were closing their doors after 37 years. I ate as many mojos as I could, savoring each bite because I knew I would never have one ever again. I ate cheeseburger pizza (which tastes just like a big mac) gyro pizza, fried chicken, and even a little bit of salad until any more eating was an impossibility. And I left Shakey's for the last time with a heavy heart.

And a full tummy.