Let me just first off say that I hate the guy. I hate the guy responsible for killing at 12 people and 50 others at a midnight showing of The Dark Knight Rises in Aurora Colorado. I refuse give his name.
I hate him because he made people afraid of going to the movies. I him hate for taking the lives of innocent people who came out late at night to see a piece of cinematic history.
For the next couple weeks talking heads will be spinning stories about how comics are a bad influence on society. Instead of celebrating the beauty of this cinematic masterpiece, people will be questioning whether there is even a future for comics in the movie industry. No one will be able to talk about The Dark Knight Rises without adding a comment of condolence for the families who are grieving because they chose to see the film.
There will be no stories about historic box office records being broken. There will be no stories comparing the Avengers to the Dark Knight Rises is terms of which people enjoyed more, (even though most comic fans will tell you the films are too different compare side-by-side anyway). One of the great stories to be told about this summer of super hero movies will be tainted to some extent by the fatalities that occurred during one movie showing.
Minor Spoilers in the next paragraph. If you've read some of the reviews you'll already know something about this story line.
On a personal note I hate the guy for shooting up the film that fulfilled one of my comic dreams. I read the novelization of No Man's Land by chance and fell truly in love with Batman. I then acquired all the trade additions of the story arc and devoured them within days. Greg Rucka became one of my favorite writers as a result. I dreamed of one day seeing this incredible story adapted to some form of TV, movie, or animated mini-series. But I never actually thought it would happen as the plot was too complicated for non-comic fans to understand. I saw the bridges exploding, Gordon leading the resistance, the theft of the apple, and I almost wanted to cry after seeing theater.
But the most important thing to remember is: The Batman will be waiting. This movie will outlive the senseless violence caused one madman because Batman is in it. Somewhere in the world of comics, there will always be a bat-signal on. I am not in any way downplaying the tremendous sadness of the loss of life today. Warner Bros. will feel the sting of losing what they thought would be their highest grossing film, but I think we all know that doesn't matter. The Batman will endure because his character means too much to the world.
Let the people mourn their loss. Let movie-goers enjoy the experience of The Dark Knight Rises in theaters with a little trepidation at times. But do not fear or mourn the loss of enthusiasm for the character. The Batman is the Dark Knight, waiting for the time to rise above the sadness and fully capture our imagination again in new and exciting ways.
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