The Dark Knight

*“I don’t need help.” “Not my diagnosis.” * Let Cillian Murphy play cunt again. Regardless, this was the film that made me realize you truly could have a favorite movie of all time as a teenager. It’s airtight and groundingly limitless. A decade later and it still is simply the best. The superhero movie we needed but did not deserve. Last week, I put on Batman Begins while I did laundry—it only seemed fitting to continue with the next round. Think the routine will keep me busy for awhile. Nobody panics when the expected people gets killed. Nobody panics when things go according to plan, even if the plan is horrifying. If I tell the press that tomorrow a gangbanger will get shot or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, nobody panics. – because it’s all part of the plan. But when I say that one little old mayor will die, everybody lose their minds. Introduce a little anarchy, you upset the established order and everything becomes chaos. I am agent of chaos. And you know the thing about chaos Harvey? It is fair. Too close to home?