The Dark Knight: Redux

I was wrong.

The first time I saw The Dark Knight, I had some complaints about the treatments of Harvey and Rachel's characters. Well, I watched it again two days ago - we are now happily in Caronport and wanted to watch it with Corey's folks - and, it turns out, I was wrong.

This is the first film I've seen that actually projects how good it is the second time around. The first time, not only was I tired from travelling, but I was so on edge throughout the whole thing because of how unpredictable the Joker is that I simply couldn't process it properly - I was just too nervous and antsy and scared because there was no way to gauge what he would do. Also, I'd built up certain expectations for the story, particularly in relation to Harvey, and they weren't met. So with a combination of fatigue, mental distress, and dashed hopes, I just wasn't able to properly take it (the film) in.

I was wrong. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this film. Every scene and bit of dialogue is a conscious choice to relate back to the multiple metaphorical applications of the title. Christoper and Jonathan Nolan are brilliant weavers who think before they film. It's the closest thing to a perfect movie I've seen yet.

See it twice - when you don't have to be a mess of nerves because you know what the Joker will do, you'll truly be able to appreciate the skill and quality of this production. Corey felt the same way.

Oscar season is nearly upon us; still, I'll be very surprised if a better film hits the theatre this year.

Also, you get to see the Watchmen trailer on the big screen again. :D