I didn’t rush out and buy a ticket for the first screenings of the Dark Knight and maybe I should have. Like a band-aid which has to be removed in one sharp tug, I should have stood in line, jammed myself into some bad seats, and resigned myself to spending most of the run time desperately trying not to murder the people around me.
I do really want to see the film before some one slips up and says something to ruin it for me. I’ve made 2 attempts to see the film now, but when the 7 and 8pm showings are front row seating 30 minutes before the curtain and later showings filling up fast, I find my distaste for the cinema going public outweighs my burning desire to see the film.
If I expected the Dark Knight to be the typical brain dead popcorn amusement ride I expect of other franchises, I’d suck it up and go try and get into the crowd spirit. This is however a movie I intend to savour, and god help the vapid couple with a metric ton of snacks they’re too stupid to blunder their way into while performing a running commentary of the movie if they sit within earshot of me.
