I wish Heath Ledger would stop smacking his lips.
I guess he has.
He was good in Brokeback Mountain though, and sturdy in that teen movie he did with Julia Stiles back in the day. That one based on the Shakespeare. What was the play? Taming of the Shrew? Was that it?
Maggie Gyllenhaal. She’s so bizarre. Have I ever seen her in anything I liked… uh… no.
Those are some fat tires.
Is that really Cillian Murphy reprising his role as Scarecrow? I must remember to check that on IMDB when I get home, because if it is, why didn’t they light him better so we could see those spectacular eyes of his. Christ, I wonder how much he got paid for appearing in that one five second shot.
I’ll bet Christian Bale couldn’t speak for weeks after filming what with that guttural voice he uses as The Batman.
Aaron Eckhart? Really?
That bit in the Jack Nicholson Batman, where they go to the Flugenheim Museum, and Jack was carrying the boom box and that Prince tune was playing and they’re defacing all the art work, but Jack stops someone from messing with a Francis Bacon—that was brilliant.
That’s a nice shirt the Joker is wearing. I’d wear that shirt. Not the suit though.
I could have been home watching Modern Times.
I could have been home doing laundry.
I wish I hadn’t eaten all those M&Ms.
I like Tim Burton.
I really shouldn't have been thinking any of these things during the film, but that just shows you how underwhelmed I was.
