For my first real assignment in my media class this year, I was told to annotate a current movie review, and then review the review and post said review on this blog. Earlier in the summer I had the fortune of being able to attend a Batman Marathon at my local movie theater, at which they would play the newest Batman film at midnight. My first thought when the film was over, was: that was the best movie I have ever seen. Now, this might just be because Batman has been my favorite Super Hero, or rather, Hero, for a long long time. Everything Batman stands for is so different from other super heroes. Or at least how super hero's are portrayed in films and most of the mainstream comics. I was overjoyed with Christopher Nolan's portrayal of my long-time role model. Showing him as an outcast, all alone, and yet still protecting those who have discarded him, showing the ultimate example of good and nobility. I can't think of a single other super hero movie that exemplifies more moral conflict, sadness, pain, struggle, fight, and triumph as does the new Batman Trilogy.
I was shocked after reading the reviews for The Avengers, and seeing that they were extremely positive. What I saw was a brightly colored, shallow, family flick chock full of bad jokes not worth more than a couple dollars. Batman is not a comedy, unlike many of the super hero films they play in theaters today.
So, for my assignment, I of course wanted to review a review of The Dark Knight Rises. And what has better reviews that the Newyorker Magazine? Let me tell you one thing, and I am directing this at those with control at the Newyorker, what on earth where you thinking letting Anthony Lane's review of The Dark Knight Rises appear in print. I have never read a more ignorant, or ill informed article of any sort in my entire life, and I have read many ignorant articles. First off, the review contains absolutely no comment on aspects of the film other than criticizing Batman Himself. There is no mention of cinematography, acting (other than batman's), set, or costumes. I was in awe of the immaturity of the writers comments, almost directly asking director Christopher Nolan to make shallower movies Among complaints of Batman not getting "wasted with Iron Man" (who, by the way, is in a completely different universe) and the paralyzing stupidity of word combinations such as calling fear and anger "large abstract nouns", perhaps the most appalling sentence of all resides in the last paragraph. Let me remind you, this is a real review printed in the world famous Newyorker Magazine, this is not a joke. And I quote "Over three films we have waited for him to have Bat-Core sex, hanging upside down from a rafter and emitting cries of sonar."
What you've just said, is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling incoherent review, were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought everyone who read it is now dumber for having done so. I give you no sympathy, and may god have mercy on your soul. (Adapted from Billy Madison)
The annotated review: http://diigo.com/0sudu
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