OK. Saw Batman Begins, the reboot of the Batman movie series. You know, I've never liked Batman. Not the grim dark knight Batman, anyway. I just can't take seriously a goon in a cape and pointy eared cowl. I can't. Two poet-bloggers posted positive notices about the movie. I hadn't been thinking I cared, but then it turned out poets like it! So I had to go.
Poets don't know shit.
It's not a bad movie. It's perfectly competent. Or adequately competent, I should say. But it sure didn't win me over to Batman love. The filmmakers pushed hard on the Bat-as-icon-of-fear gig but it was still a goon in a cape and pointy eared cowl. At least his girlfriend could kick ass. That I liked.
Now, what to fix for dinner?