The time that is given

I bet you’re asking yourself, “Hey wait, isn’t that supposed to be Batman and Robin?”

Yeah, I suppose it is but that’s boring. Everyone’s heard of Batman and Robin. This post isn’t actually ABOUT Batman and Robin though. It’s about The Dark Knight.

Now I know that a bunch of you have already seen the movie. And you might think that a “geek” like me has probably seen it more than a handful of times by now as well. Not true. Are they going to revoke my membership card for that? Maybe. But I’ll make up for it. Somehow. (Probably by playing more Dungeons and Dragons… )

There has got to be about a million different postings about the movie; People’s thoughts, people’s opinions, deconstruction of plot, reminiscing about Heath Ledger, and probably no small amount of eulogies. (rightfully so) Well let me add to that. I saw the movie, for the first time, the night before last. I thought it was brilliant. I’m no student of film so I’m not going to get into all sorts of theorizing about how or why they did certain things…All I know is that the movie illicited some really cool thoughts and feelings in me.

What is it that was so cool to me? In a word: “Chaos”. I adored the way that the Joker embodied the essence of chaos. It made me feel that he was a true villian. Heath Ledger gave us a scary glimpse into that nether realm that sits just on the edge of reality, where madness and chaos reign supreme. (Side Note: Speaking of chaos, it was H.P. Lovecraft’s birthday yesterday.) One of my favorite scenes was when, after escaping from jail, he was racing down the street with his head hanging out the window of the vehicle like a little kid, the wind racing through his hair, eyes closed. For some reason it just radiated this sense of dichotomy. I LOVED it.

I wasn’t a huge Heath Ledger fan before this, and unfortunately it’s too late now, but I’d happily vote for Heath to get an Oscar for that performance. It was brilliant. I mean really, really fantastic.

On to the “Thursday” portion of my post. Tomorrow is my 25th class reunion. A quarter of a century. That’s nearly inconceivable. (shades of Princess Bride there…yes.) I’m struck with the sense that all people get when things (events, children, scents, scenes, music, etc.) pop up at random times to remind us of how quickly time passes.  I have a sneaking suspicion that this isn’t going to be a well attended event, but that’s fine, two of my best friends in the world will be there; Dave and Wayne.

Going from chaos to reminiscing is a tough transition, I’m going to write more later. I’ve got a lot running through my head right now.

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