Saturday, July 19, 2008

the batmobile lost its wheel, and the joker got away - hey!


!!!!!EXTREME CAUTION: SPOILERS ABOUND!!!!! IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN "THE DARK KNIGHT" YET, YOU MIGHT NOT WANT TO READ THIS!!!!!!!!!!!

The day has officially arrived. THE DARK KNIGHT is finally here! My brother and I have been semi-patiently been awaiting the opening of this film since rumors of it in 2005. I'm certainly glad that Nolan & Co. put this much care into the film, it is truly noticeable as The Dark Knight is one of the best "action/superhero" movies I've ever seen. I personally loved Batman Begins and it was a great reboot to the then failing franchise. Although, strangely enough, this movie works better as a crime drama than outright superhero flick. It's rife with human morality and social commentary. The late Heath Ledger's performance as Joker is nothing short of legendary and every scene he was in literally gave me chills. My attention was rapt and focused whenever Joker was on the screen. His entrance (aside from the opening bank robbery scene) was creepy, hilarious, shocking, and potent with tension. He comes in a room full of mob bosses saying, "Ha ha ha he ho ha ha" in a relaxed fashion. Joker gets all of their attentions, pulls out a pencil, jams the pointy end into the table and proclaims he's gonna make it disappear. One mob guy gets up to put Joker in his place, while the Joker (knowing the wiser) grabs the guy's head, slams it down onto the table furiously and the pencil disappears into the guys head. The Joker then proudly yells, "Ta dah!" Such an unbelievably awesome and unnerving moment. The film was chock full of crazy and oftentimes jaw-dropping moments, mostly involving the Joker.

As the name of the film no doubt implies, this includes some heavily dark material, the likes of which most summer movies seem too scared to dwell upon. I think that is a selling point of the movie. Just because a movie like this is being released at the height of the summer, does not mean that it has to follow any set dictation of summer movies - i.e. happy ending, light subject matter, cheery characters and fun, mindless, brain-numbing cgi action. I don't want to go into a movie and have sunshine and rainbows sprayed at my eyes. A movie can be dark and brooding and terrible and still be amazing. (Take for example No Country For Old Men and There Will Be Blood - two very amazing, yet horribly dark films) Being a summer movie; or as I'd definitely call The Dark Knight a blockbuster because when I saw it at midnight people actually we're lined up clear down the block; doesn't mean that it also has to be mindless entertainment where my brain is kept waiting at the door. The Dark Knight shines as a master work, despite its dark subject material. And I'm not simply saying it's a masterpiece, because it REALLY IS! I'm saying so because it has one of the better scripts, ensemble actors, plots, sets, action pieces of any movie I've yet to see this year. A revolutionary thing is that most of the half-hour of action scenes, which were filmed in IMAX, were almost entirely practical stunts done in real life and without the aid of computer imagery. You are right next to the action, with flames licking your face and buildings blowing to smithereens beside you. They actually blew up the real Chicago Hospital as seen as Gotham General. Fantastic, absolutely fantastic film with many amazing sequences.

What I loved most was the dynamic relationship between Batman, who this time around is sort of in the shadow of Ledger's Joker. Joker tells Batman, "I don't want to kill you. You complete me!" Sure it sounds like a jokey riff on Jerry Maguire but it feels genuine. Really. Joker explains to Batman that there's no fun in it if Batman is around because like he says, "You're just a freak...like me!" You really feel the need in Joker for Batman to retaliate and hurt him. Joker wants Batman to kill him. There's a scene where Batman's on his batpod and Joker is in a semi truck hauling along in a perverse game of chicken. Joker's loving it, saying, "Oh you wanna play? Come on, let's go!" After Batman essentially end-overs the semi, Joker spills out and is let to do battle on foot. Batman speeds towards him and Joker eggs him on to hit him. Joker really wants it and you feel it in Heath's performance. Batman chickens out at the last second and he screams in tormented agony. He can't break his one rule. He can't kill the Joker, even when he flings him off a building, he uses his grappling hook to catch him at the last second. All the while, Joker is laughing his head off as he plummets to his expected doom. It's purely creepy and mystifying.

So yes, go see The Dark Knight if you haven't already. I'm assuming everybody has by now seen it already, but not everyone wants to see it as much as I did. And I apologize if you stumbled upon this review, or OUTRIGHT PRAISE more like, and read something you shouldn't have. That is why I put a huge spoiler warning at the top. It's hard for me not to look at spoilers. It's kinda that nagging "I want to know" but I really don't sorta thing. Well, I'm definitely going to see it again. I predict all box office records to be broken with this film. I heard it's second in midnight showings next to Revenge of the Sith. I thought it would've shattered those sales. It should beat the current weekend record of $151 million set by Spiderman 3, which was a total piece of crap but odd that it's the current leader. My guess is that no one knew how much it would actually suck, so they came out in droves. People are saying that this won't make as much money because of the "darker" content, but that's b.s. considering how many screens have been sold-out all over the country. This will shatter everything, just you wait. But I don't care if whether it does or not because it is still a mind-blowingly amazing film. Congratulations Mr. Nolan for revitalizing an ailing franchise and bringing Batman to front and center once again.

This fanboy spouting diatribe was brought to you by:

"Mailbox Arson" by Alexisonfire
"Neighborhood # 3 (Power Out) by The Arcade Fire
"The Celibate Life" by The Shins

Thursday, July 17, 2008

jonny had a surgery

I should probably rename this blog into the once-a-month blog that nobody reads anyway. But alas, stuff happened and I feel compelled to write about it because a.) I'm interesting b.) Feel like the whole world should know about it.

First things first. July 4th sucked. Yeah. I've come to the conclusion that the fourth of July has turned into a machismo-fest where every guy (or woman, mind you) feels the sudden urge to blow crap up, whether it be a $100 supply of crappy one-hit-wonder (Sorry, I'm using too many hyphens in this post aren't I? And parenthesis. I'll stop, this is the last one I swear) The 4th festivities include numerous individuals coalescing in a din of frat partyesque grunts and yells of freedom, followed by Bruce Springsteen styled rock outs and spouts of "F%@# yeah, go America!" Well probably not as profane as I make it out to be, but pretty damn close. I just really hate the 4th of July and all is accompanying debasement of American culture. Sure it's great that we are free from the tyranny of the British empire, but do we really have to blow up cheap fireworks to remember that every year? Isn't it great enough that we a free society? Isn't that good enough? I know I'm just going to be the hateful little kid in the corner with the thorn in their side, but I just hate how trivial and pathetic it all is. Whatever, that's my two pence. I hope someone got that joke. Anyway, moving on.

So yes as the title of this post implies, I had me a wee bit 'o surgery. Nothing quite as lavish as a triple bypass or a kidney transplant. Just a good old fashioned pilonidal cystectomy, and yes, I had to look at my lab sheet to remember how to spell it. The name sounds really big and scary and in truth it wasn't half as bad as it sounded. Basically, the doctor - the same one who took out my appendix three years ago - cut a cyst out of my butt. It was fairly big I guess, well big enough to warrant a surgery. But(t)in summation it was pretty in and out stuff. I got to the hospital around 11am and got my IV which I dreaded with a passion. I hate any sort of needle going into my flesh. I didn't look and it seemed to help, plus the nurse used some numbing shot. I was good to go. Strangely, the only thing I remember before being "drugged" was being wheeled into the operating room and hearing spanish music and seeing a crazily bearded male nurse. That was it. It was really fun being escorted via my bed to surgery. It felt a bit like flying weightlessly. That was the only fun bit though. The surgery was quick and dirty, only 45mins. It's been a week since the incision and the scar is huge, like 4 inches and my butt hurts even when I sit down. The sucky part is that my dad had to rush out and buy my pain medication before I left the hospital and after I took them they made me puke to no end. So we decided to nix the whole pain meds thing in favor of me taking advil every couple hours and it's been quite nice actually. So that is my surgery story. Nothing fancy, I just got a massive cyst removed from my butt, well not technically my butt, but just above that area. I don't want to go too intimate into the details. Alright yipee. A big thank you has to go out to the amazing Dr. Wes Rippey for cutting me up good a few times. You do wonderful work Doc. Cheers!

This past week I've been vibing on these songs:

"Bird on a Wire", "Publish my Love" by Rogue Wave
"West Coast", "Mama" by Coconut Records
"Santa Maria", "Star Star" by The Frames
"Við Spilum Endalaust", "Inní Mér Syngur Vitleysingur" by Sigur Rós