What TDK did become was a tribute to a spectacular actor.
The Dark Knight Rises was not intended to be any tribute to what happened last
week, and it cannot be. What TDKR becomes is a tribute to a feat very rarely
accomplished on film – the successful trilogy. The bad third movie in a trilogy is a bit of a running joke
in cinema. Say when: X-Men 3, Spider-Man 3, Superman III (yes, they did it in
Roman Numerals once) The Godfather 3 (this actually happened). The Dark Knight Rises withstands any
comparison to these movies, and most movies being made today; for all its
faults, TDKR is a barely restrained commentary on the current state of class in our
society – the villain Bane (Darth Vader’s love child with
Dr. Evil) comes to Gotham looking to liberate
its people from the oppressive greed of the rich and privileged, Bruce Wayne
foremost among them.
Why connects this film back to the first, Batman Begins, and this is where the film becomes something on the order of Return of the Jedi, and these three films something akin to the original Star Wars trilogy. I don’t say that lightly – there simply is not another comparable series of films, much less a frame of reference, for these movies.
Why connects this film back to the first, Batman Begins, and this is where the film becomes something on the order of Return of the Jedi, and these three films something akin to the original Star Wars trilogy. I don’t say that lightly – there simply is not another comparable series of films, much less a frame of reference, for these movies.
For a writer – for a geek like myself – it is a powerful
thing to become inspired again by something as familiar, and fundamental, as a
character like Batman.


