It isn’t because Heath Ledger’s dead so we have to like the film (as if we’d be so kind). It isn’t even because Christian Bale is exquisitely humpable and we’d love any old shit he’s in. It is plain and simply a fantabulous movie and may we say a little scary – we were found hiding behind our dolly Haribo Star Mix on more than one occasion.*Eek*
Story wise monsieur ‘Hay’ Bale is back in that snug bat suit *claps hands in excitement* to fight laughing menace the Joker (‘Hampstead’ Heath Ledger), while supporting law man Harvey Dent – the large jawed, bum chinned beauty Aaron Eckhart – in his campaign to clean up the streets of Gotham. It’s all very noble and – provided you’re not distracted by Christian’s newly grown mole-thing a la Jonathan Ross – makes compelling viewing.
It broke all kinds of ‘biggest box office success ever in the history of films ever released in the world ever in the States ever’ records over the weekend, has its premiere in London’s glittering Leicester Square this very eve and is released in cinemas on Thursday so go see.
Fin. End. Run along now.