Opinions on The Dark Knight

We took in The Dark Knight yesterday at Brendan Theaters IMAX at The Palms. This is the second week The Dark Knight is showing nationwide in the US. The crowds are still lining up on the weekends to take in the spectacle, and theater screenings are running on a pretty tight schedule. With a running time of 2.5 hours, that’s understandable. If you’re going, I strongly recommend purchasing advance tickets on Fandango or another service beforehand.

The Dark Knight is a direct sequel to 2005′s Batman Begins, largely considered the greatest comic book hero adaptation film in history. I echo that sentiment, and unfortunately hold it to still be true even after The Dark Knight IMAX experience.

While I thoroughly enjoyed the action and spectacle of The Dark Knight, and will most assuredly pre-purchase the DVD, my writer’s side remains critical. After the complex depths with which Director and Screenwriter Christopher Nolan delved into the psyche of Bruce Wayne and made Batman believable in the previous film, I cannot help but feel that Batman ended up shortchanged this time around. I can sum up Batman’s/Bruce Wayne’s character development through the course of The Dark Knight in the following sentence: Batman upgraded his suit so that he can turn his head. That’s it . . . Seriously.

The film makes the mistake, in my opinion, of repeating the sins of the Tim Burton/Joel Schumacher films that Warner Bros. tried so hard to disown with this recent reinvention of the franchise: The Dark Knight focuses too heavily on the antagonist and secondary characters rather than the development of Batman as a hero. Cramming two arch-villains into one movie further exacerbates the problem and reduces Christian Bale’s screen time even further.

On the good side, Heath Ledger’s portrayal of The Joker is unquestionably the best ever seen. The film effectively portrays The Joker’s uncanny ability to get under Batman’s skin. Gone are the Disneyland parade floats and poison gas attacks that paralyze victims’ faces in horrifying death grimaces, as seen in the Tim Burton film. Whereas Jack Nicholson’s Joker was a pompous prince and easily forgetable rapscallion with little impact, Nolan’s Joker is far more disturbing. He’s fully believable as a hands-on murderer, arsonist and demolitionist with a penchant of doing the exact opposite of what ration criminals and crimefighters would consider logical. But under the facial scars and clown paint, he honestly seems human. He cracks jokes that are only funny to him–dispensing completely with the one-liners and vaudeville qualities showcased by Nicholson, or by Cesar Romero on the old Batman TV show. Ledger takes full advantage of what remains of The Joker’s subverted humanity in several moments when talking to police officers in lockup, and when visiting an old enemy in the hospital. Ledger takes character traits we usually find endearing in normal people and uses them to portray a villain who does insane things, but isn’t necessarily insane. The only times I found myself disagreeing with Nolan’s and Ledger’s Joker were moments when the character begged for someone to kill him. Understanding that The Joker approches crime and mayhem with a clear sense of his own purpose (to fraction society), the character undertaking his actions out of a suicidal tendency doesn’t stand to reason. I’m glad to see The Joker done mostly right, and keeping in line with writer Alan Moore’s unforgettable take on the character. However, the film’s intense focus on the villain and his exploits leads me to question why they titled it “The Dark Knight” and not “The Joker”.

For me, Two-Face has always been one of the most chilling Batman villains. The guy flips a trick coin, and you have a 50% chance of exiting the room alive regardless of who you are or what you’ve done. There’s nothing colder than leaving someone’s fate to chance. For most of the film, Two-Face is Gotham District Attorney Harvey Dent, and a hero. Dent’s physical transformation into the villain as depicted in the film is probably one of the best scenarios thus far (in the comics, Sal Maroni only threw sulfuric acid on the left half of Dent’s face during a courtroom trial). As far as the visual effects are concerned, Two-Face’s visage in this film is utterly shocking and disturbing, far more than The Joker. But unfortunately, I feel like we get the Cliff’s Notes version of Two-Face’s transformation through the use of a hackneyed romantic revenge scenario. Batman fans understand that the film’s portrayal of Harvey Dent and Bruce Wayne as budding buddies is right on the money. However, Harvey becoming a raving maniac because The Joker talks him into it is completely implausible. With the Sal Maroni character appearing in the film, I get the sense that something may have been muddled in the rewrites. From the comics, we at least get the backstory that Harvey Dent is the abused son of an alcoholic, who secretly suffers from schizophrenia and multiple personalities before his physical transformation into supervillain. So therein, his personality schism is somewhat more believable in light of his accident. As propagated in the film, Two-Face feels tacked on at the last minute when he could have just as easily waylaid until the obviously forthcoming third film in this series.

Between Harvey Dent and The Joker, there is little time to catch up with Bruce Wayne or Batman. While I enjoyed the readily apparent metaphor of Bruce Wayne becoming layered with scar tissue while his alter ego remains an unstoppable vigilante, his fleeting reunion with Rachel Dawes provided little opportunity for advancement of his character. And with so little actual focus on Batman and what the actions of The Joker and Two-Face mean for his crimefighting career, I can’t help but feel that the film left me wanting for a protagonist. Perhaps it was the influence of seeing the trailer for Watchmen prior to the film, but several scenes made me wonder if there wasn’t some heavily buried message in play that Batman is a fascist symbol and an unnecessary hero.

And so with respects to the screenplay and story organization, I have to declare The Dark Knight to be a glorious mess. The action scenes are spectacular and the villains are diabolical, but the message is ultimately muddled since the focus is on the villains’ acts of terrorism rather than the hero’s solutions. It’s a 180° turn from the previous film, and the ending seems to foreshadow more of the same in the next feature. But still, as spectacle and summertime fun, there’s probably nothing better this summer.

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