I have a lot to say about THE DARK KNIGHT, and also nothing to say. I dissed my movie-going partners right afterwards by refusing to discuss it. Sorry about that.

Slowly processing exactly what it was about the movie that was so fucking awful/brilliant and laid me out emotionally for 24 hours. The last time I walked out of a movie feeling that way was PAN'S LABYRINTH, and I think this time it was worse.

Here's my basic review: Go see it. If I had created this piece of art, I'd have accidently overdosed on my anti-depressants, too.

There will be more, no doubt. As my mood shifts, I'll have too many thoughts NOT to put some of them down. Because I tend to give in to the 'a lot to say' side much more often than I do to the 'nothing to say' side. Maybe I'll flip a coin.

ps. My funny icon is less funny that it was before I saw the movie. Still awesome, but not funny. I might start using it for some of my writing posts.