I wasn’t sure I would enjoy it. There’s been so much hype that my expectations had gone so high. Yet, from previous Batman experiences, I knew that chances were I’d just get another one of those made-for-movie cartoon kind of thing complete with caricatures for Batman’s enemies.
I was so glad to be proved wrong. Batman Begins was quite an experience. I had already picked up the latest Harry Potter book and was quite prepared to let Batman play in the background while I read. But, no offense to J. K. Rowling, I did put Harry Potter down. Batman Begins was engrossing. It was chilling and sinister and macabre in all its darkness. But it also humanized broth Bruce Wayne and Batman (Christian Bale). It gave depth to the substance of Wayne’s self-proclaimed mission to fight crime in Gotham City. While, in the past, it always seemed that crime fighting was some sort of noble luxury for this lonely billionaire bachelor, this time, it was the logical path for a young man who spent years trying to discern the difference between justice and revenge and learning to conquer fear.