Batman

April and I went to see Batman Begins yesterday, and I feel the sudden urge to comment on this small facet of my childhood.

I enjoy ridiculing Batman. The old-school Batman, anyway. I mean, let's face it, he's a character who practically demands ridicule. He's an untouchable icon. He can figure out exactly what his enemies are thinking; he can look at a poison and figure out an antidote for it; he can leap across rooftops; can figure out the most convoluted, twisted scheme of whatever over-the-top villain he's facing; he has a car which is armed with every toy, weapon, and device imaginable; and he can beat the snot out of an army of evil henchmen without breaking a sweat.

And let's face it, he dresses like a giant bat, and doesn't think that's weird.

This was not that Batman.

I went into this movie prepared to ridicule it. Instead, I saw a superbly-made movie that dissected his motivations, and made him a human being, instead of a guy in a suit.

So I'm totally bummed.

Maybe Fantastic 4 or War of the Worlds will provide me with more ridiculing opportunities.