We figured that 3 hours would be plenty of time for us to get in line and get great seats. We figured, "Who the hell is hardcore enough to get there at some ridiculous time, say around 6pm? Nobody, that's who."
How incredibly wrong we were. Not wrong like "2+2=5" wrong. We were wrong like a certain Dora the Explorer toy is wrong.
If Mittens chose to save baby penguin based on his beliefs, and Mitten's beliefs are not in his direct control, does Mittens really have free will?
By the time we got in line at 9pm, we were already two block lengths away from the theater entrance. Turns out that the people at the very front of the line got there at - wait for it - 3pm. They were willing to sit there for a full 9 hours for this. The best part is that they didn't even bring anything fun to do, as far as I could tell. No cards, no games, no portable DVD players, no computers, nothing. These four Batfans (har har har shoot me) were so hardcore and were so focused that they wanted zero distractions.
But for all intents and purposes, this movie opened my eyes, most importantly in new possible uses of an ordinary #2 pencil. All those awesome reviews you read? Totally true. Point: I'm sorry, but Aaron Eckhart was a dull choice for Harvey Dent. He was good in Thank You For Smoking, for sure, but he just wasn't super convincing in this rendition of Batman.
So overall a pleasant and very, very satisfactory experience. But now that I've had a taste of the nectar, I need to go for the honey jar (or whatever shitty analogy you prefer). IMAX!
Here's the kicker: remember those guys at the front of the line who got in line 9 hours ahead of time? They sat right in front of us. One of them nodded off in the middle of the movie.
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