Well…today happened. I’d like to pretend it didn’t. I’d like to rewind back to when I woke up at 7 a.m., and start the whole thing over. However, I haven’t got a TARDIS or a DeLorean, so today is just going to forever remain the way it is.
The best I can say about today? It was definitely a comedy of errors. If something could go wrong, it did. It was like Murphy’s Law was having a national holiday just for me.
The worst part? I let my mood get really bad. I’m not proud of that. The combination of the noise, the pounding headache I’d had for hours, and everything going wrong just sent me to foul mood central. Which led to me not being a terribly nice person to those around me. Which, I felt bad about, but the more irritated I got, the less I even tried to be pleasant. It was a really nasty, vicious cycle.
So, now I’m going to bed, and hopefully I’ll awake headache free, and my mood in a better place.
Okay, it probably isn’t, but having just sat through 2 hours and 45 minutes of pounding bass and all other noises at a super high volume it certainly feels like it. Yes, I finally saw The Dark Knight Rises. I’m not sure that the film was really that loud, but the theater sure had the volume up. I spent part of the movie with my ears plugged, and I could still hear and feel every word and sound. Still, apart from the headache inducing loudness, it was a phenomenal film.
Now, I have only seen Batman Begins. I never saw The Dark Knight. I really, really wanted to. I was so excited when I saw they were making the second film. Then the nightmares started. I don’t dream often, but I began to have terrible, frightening nightmares, mainly featuring the Joker, and I just couldn’t ever bring myself to watch it (and I have no intention of watching it, just the thought makes me break out in a cold sweat). So, the good news about Rises is that if you have seen the first film, but not the second you’ll be fine. There’s enough expository material that you get then general idea of what happened to lead up to the events in this film.
What really amazed me about Rises is the fact that it starts out dark, and just gets darker and more hopeless as the minutes tick by. I found myself wondering how they were going to resolve a trilogy of films when they’d written something that seemed impossible to resolve. I won’t spoil it for those who’ve yet to see it. I’ll just say that it’s well worth the price of admission; just bring earplugs in case it’s just as loud as the showing I went to.
Now to find some ibuprofen…