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The World's Tardiest Review For The Dark Knight Rises

The thing about Christopher Nolan's Batman trilogy is that in the end, it has very little to do with Batman. This is especially true for the last two films. Gotham City can easily be Seattle, San Francisco, or St. Louis with its many skyscrapers and bridges leading in and out of the metropolis. What brings the films to life is its stellar depiction of supporting characters, who often go unnamed. Its about the politics. The kids. The streets. It’s about the world Batman is trying to save, rather than the man himself.
Gotham City. Actually, It's Pittsburgh.

The Dark Knight Rises takes place eight years after the conclusion of the last film. Thanks to the "Dent Act", Gotham City is all but free of organized crime, and harboring a deep hatred for the Dark Knight, who they hold responsible for the death of the man we know as Two-Face. The lie is slowly eating away at Commissioner James Gordon (another brilliant performance by Gary Oldman), who is debating whether or not to reveal the truth. In the meantime, Bruce Wayne has become a recluse, the years spent as Batman having taken a toll on his body. Selina Kyle steals something precious to the Wayne family, Bane (Tom Hardy, and I still can't believe that's the same scrawny kid from Star Trek Nemesis) secures the daring release of a nuclear physicist, and before we know it, we're off to the races.

Bane (Tom Hardy) Squares Off Against Batman (Christian Bale). Anyone who's read "Broken Bat" knows how this is gonna end.

Mr. Nolan does a fine job in ratcheting up the tension and fear as an entire city comes under siege. Gotham and its residents are plausible and palpable as things go from bad to worse in Gotham. The movie borrows heavily from the Batman series Broken Bat and No Man's Land and wraps up the trilogy nicely.

Joseph Gordon-Leavitt makes the best addition to the cast and plays his part perfectly. We all know who he's supposed to be as the movie rolls on, and he handles his roll well. The most difficult aspect of his non-canon character had to be to not go overboard and give the inspiration for his character away. There's a scene towards the end of the film where he and Batman share screen time, and the dialogue is beautiful. Another high point is the unexpected arrival of a new villain from the Batman universe who really doesn't get enough screen time. Morgan Freeman, as usual, is awesome as Lucius Fox.

Officer John Blake (Levitt, left) is an unexpected high point of the film, while Gary Oldman as Commissioner Gordon (right) is, as always, spectacular.

The film’s only miscue was Selina Kyle. Ms. Hathaway did a fine job with Catwoman’s subtleties, but she felt like a last-minute add-on that was forced in for fan service. The realization of the character was fine, but felt unnecessary. The film would’ve been fine without the addition of Catwoman.

Anne Hathaway as Selina Kyle. Good performance, unnecessary character.

Overall, this is an excellent movie and a worthy conclusion to the series. Mr. Nolan’s biggest triumph with his Batman trilogy is the telling of a very human story. One (aging, flawed) man doing the best he can to single-handedly aid an overwhelmed police force and frightened residents, all of whom are brought to life thanks to an excellent supporting cast. Filmmaking and storytelling at its finest.

Christian Bale as Bruce Wayne/Batman

Thanks for reading.

Images Used In This Blog Are The Copywritten Property of DC Comics, Licensed To Warner Bros. My point is, they're not mine. I snagged them off the web.


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