Anne Hathaway provided some much needed sass and Tom Hardy's voice was creepy enough to pull off the villain role. Although, I probably need to see it again to understand half of the things he said. I'm not sure what happened to Michael Caine's character, Alfred in the last four years. His character transformed from a butler to a Jewish mother, nagging Bruce Wayne to settle down and find a wife.
Major kudos goes to creative genius, Christopher Nolan for making a satisfying ending to one of the best trilogies in cinematic history. If only more people could make movies like this, it would be a better world.
So, I saw the movie at 4:15 p.m. on a Saturday at the Arclight Dome Theater in Hollywood. For those that don’t know, the Arclight is probably one of the most popular theaters in LA and is right off Sunset Blvd., a highly trafficked street. When I strolled into the theater lobby, I surprisingly did not see any extra security. That might explain why this obese Caucasian male, late 40s/early 50s, wearing all black and carrying a small duffel bag waddled into the theater with 30 minutes left of the movie. He sat in the aisle seat of the last row and immediately everyone looked back to stare at him.
Given the horrible and sickening incident that happened in Colorado, everyone was overly alert and on guard. About three or four people got out of their seats and exited the theater. It was unclear if they were getting security or if they just left because they were scared out of their minds. Right as I thought about getting up to find a theater employee, two security dudes entered the back of the theater. They were literally standing right behind the sketchy dude, but appeared confused. They then began to walk the wrong way, to the other side of the row.
I got out of my seat, grabbed the security dudes and pointed them to the sketchy man. It was a bit awkward because the sketchy man saw me pointing at him and heard me say "That's the guy!" A few moments later security got him to leave the theater.
As I walked back to my seat, I was hoping for a standing ovation from the theater crowd, for my heroic deed. Instead, I got absolutely no response because they were captivated by the movie. I didn't mind. I realize heroes such as Batman and myself, don't need the recognition or the accolades. As long as the human race feels safe that’s all that truly matters.
To the sketchy man... I apologize for kicking you out of the theater, but you had too many things going against you in the red flag department. Next time you plan to see a movie, I highly suggest you don’t walk in with 30 minutes left, you don’t wear all black, you don’t carry a small duffel bag and you don’t sit in the creepiest seat in the theater. Also, I greatly appreciate that you did not try to attack me when I walked out of the theater.
If any of you would like to send gifts, donations, or baked goods for my heroic efforts, I would be more than happy to send you my contact information.