apocalypsos | (no subject)

I just got back from seeing Batman Begins. My quick thoughts ...

-- I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH THAT MOVIE. And not just for the pretty, but for the talent. My God, the fucking talent.
-- I'd also like to borrow Jim Gordon and do naughty things to him, mostly involving worship.
-- And Alfred, too. Also for the worship.
-- I'd just like to say that my grandfather's name is Alfred and that now makes him about five kajillion times cooler in my book simply because of Michael Caine's portrayal. I know that sounds stupid, but me ... yeah, not really caring. ;)
-- I know there's a whole thing about the misogyny of the Batverse because most of the women are victims, but seriously, on the flip side, most of the men are batshit fucking insane. I think if all of the strong women and sane men in Gotham got together every Saturday night for a six-pack of beer, there'd be three beers left and that's only because I doubt Selina Kyle would want to be the least bit drunk around any of those people.
-- Cillian Murphy's awfully pretty, isn't he?
-- No, really.
-- No, really. The thing I was most frightened of during his scenes wasn't the whole Scarecrow thing, but the chance that I might leap from my seat and run up to the screen to lovingly nuzzle his lips.
-- ... yeah, I don't get me, either.
-- I didn't hate Katie Holmes. Like, at all. Of course, she did the one thing I'd do if I got anywhere near Bruce Wayne, which is pretty much smack him upside the head and say the polite equivalent of, "What in the ever-loving FUCK is wrong with you?!"
-- Having said that, Christian Bale solidly trumps Michael Keaton in my book. Seriously.
-- Although Michael Keaton was an excellent Batman, but still.
-- One day, Bruce will learn that he doesn't actually have to tell the obligatory vagina who he really is.
-- That will probably be after he goes through every vagina in Gotham.
-- Literally.