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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BQc8ofKdRI

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KNIGHT OF MALTA RUPTERT MURDOCH’S FAUXNEWS AT ITS BEST STIRRING NEEDLESS CONTROVERSY: “NASA BANS JESUS” (oh yeah, and they’re a bunch of Nazi frauds, too)

“‘CONSPIRACY’ THEORIES ‘SWIRL’ AROUND SCALIA’S DEATH”

EXACTLY WHO IS “CINDERELA GUEVERA”?

“IT’S THE JEWS!!!”

Second Jesuit-Sponsored Jewish Holocaust Coming Soon

STEVEN SPEILBERG REACHED OUT TO CARL GOTTLIEB FOR HUMOR IN JAWS SCRIPT

Gary Oldman Defends Mel Gibson’s Antisemitic Rant in Playboy Interview

MICHAEL RICHARDS’ RANT ABOUT “JEWS”

Is it a rated R version of a Cecil B. DeMille film? No. Ben Hur with blood, it is not.

But, taken in its entirety, it could be considered extraordinarily brave for a full-budget film with major Hollyweird “talent”.

The creators behind the film are billed as “The Hughes Brothers” whom I’ve never heard of. Apparently, they are black twins who can claim such great works as Menace II Society, From Hell and, our current fare, The Book of Eli. If I had known this before I rented the film I may not have…which I think would’ve been a mistake. Interestingly enough, Denzel Washington is credited as one of the producers so it appears he had a stake in the project. He never struck me as a particularly religious guy but, then again, this movie is only moderately “religious” (albeit, by my demanding standards).

The movie opens in an obviously post Armageddon America complete with falling nuclear ash. We pan to see our mask-clad lead (“Eli”, played by Denzel Washington) kill a cat with a bow and arrow. Now, it’s a hairless cat and it appears to be chowing on a human corpse but I could’ve done without it. Certainly, you get the picture that surviving is no easy task.

Turns out it’s actually 30 years past whatever Republican-inspired apocalypse has occurred (sarcasm is mine, not implied by the film) and we see that Eli is a drifter.

The movie has a pretty slow start. Eli spends the night in a disheveled house, empty save the punk rocker who hung himself in the closet.

The next day he starts out walking and comes across what is pretty obviously a trap; nasty-looking woman by the side of the road asking for help.

Yep. On cue, out come the Mad Max ruffians to mug the wayward traveler.

But our man Eli is no ordinary traveler.

Honestly, when I think of a silver screen badass, I think more of someone like Ray Stevenson (who plays the villain’s Enforcer, “Redridge”, in our movie). I was not overly familiar with Ray’s work until I saw him as the lead in the gratuitously graphic Punisher: War Zone and I loved him in it, even though I didn’t love so much of the gore. But I wasn’t surprised because The Punisher is the king of comic carnage.

But I digress.

In my thought processes I worked through being comfortable with Washington as the badass because (certainly he wasn’t any more of a stretch than archetypical metrosexual Tom Cruise) and, in real life, hardly anyone who is a true “badass” actually looks it.

Eli very quickly cleans up the gaggle of gangsters with a sharp-looking machete. The bloodletting begins with a classic Clint Eastwood exchange; badguy leader tries to push Eli around, grabs him and lets go to which Eli calmly states, “Put that hand on me again and you won’t get it back.” Badguy puts his hand back on Eli and before you know it, he ain’t got no hand no moe.

According to IMDb, Washington studied under Bruce Lee’s protégé Dan Inosanto for his action scenes but, in the movie, we are never told where Eli gets his amazing crimefighting skills from (and there are some, “oh come on” moments, too). The only hint we have is that he wears a Shemagh scarf around his neck such as the kind many in the Special Forces community prefer.

There is an interesting twist at the end when the 1-handed badguy boss asks for Eli’s name and Eli slowly finishes him off. Now some would consider this even more gratuitous than usual for Hollywood but, given the nature of the badguys and my penchant for loving to see unrequited justice get delivered, I appreciated it.

The very next scene lays the groundwork for how Denzel and the twins seemed to be on the same sheet of music with my assessment; “you will eventually reap what you sow”.

As Eli walks along, he is overlooking another road beneath him where a man and woman are also walking. Soon they get waylaid by a motorcycle gang who murders the man and assaults the woman. Eli begins to mumble to himself to “stay on your path…stay on your path.”

I didn’t particularly enjoy the context but there was a sense of reality to the situation. Evil happens all of the time and most of the time, the predators get away with it.

Soon our Eastwood-esque anti-hero saunters into a “town” of dregs and survivors and goes to a merchant to charge his iPod. He then decides to go across the street to the bar to pay for some expensive…water! I will say, throughout the movie, some very poignant points are made about the bountiful blessings available to us in the United States that we so take for granted.

While he’s there, who should accost him but the leader of the very same biker gang.

Our hero tries to avoid a fight but dirtbag ain’t havin’ it..so he gets it, right in the kisser.

As he lays there bleeding and dazed, Eli leans over him and whispers, “I know who you are…a murderer of innocent travelers on the road…you are going to be held to account for the things you have done, do you know that? Do you?”

Dude. It was COOL.

You reap what you sow…eventually.

But now the rest of the gang ain’t happy cause their boy is now sucking dust off the floor. As they surround Eli, he places his precious bag on the ground at his feet and (as colorful ESPN sportscaster Stuart Scott would say) gets Biblical on those boys.

“Cursed be the ground for our sake. Oh thorns and thistles it shall bring forth for us. For out of the ground we are taken for the dust we are and to the dust we shall return.”

Now, I think this is a paraphrase of several different passages but that was cool, too!

The only problem is that he has now decimated the muscle of the town’s boss, “Carnegie” played by the very talented Gary Oldman (who looked like sh*t, I hope, on purpose). It seems that Carnegie likes to read…not for elucidation, but to find out how to better control people. A Democrat!!

And his muscle had the job of finding him that one book that was going to make it all easier for him.

So he is now looking to get introduced to Eli via the point of Redridge’s gun. Will Eli stay and join the merry band? No thanks. Why don’t you sleep on it…in a locked room?

To add a carrot along with the stick, Carnegie sends the daughter—“Solara” (played by Mila Kunis)—of his blind slave concubine “Claudia” (played by Jennifer Beals) to entice Eli.

But Eli ain’t havin’ none of that, either. However, Solara begs to stay as a ploy to imply she did what she was sent to do and Eli acquiesces.

Before she’s allowed into his cell, however, he hides what appears to be a very large, traditional Bible. Could this be “the book” Carnegie is after…?

In the process of being the hospitable monk on a mission, Eli invites Solara to join him in the very rare bounty of food he’s been given. There’s one catch; Eli has an odd ritual he forces Solara to go through before they begin eating.

Let me depart from my flippant commentary for a moment to say, it was a powerful moment.

Solara reports back to Carnegie but then mimics the prayer she was taught with mother, Claudia. This alerts Carnegie to the possibility that it is the book he’s been looking for. He then threatens Claudia to get Solara to say Eli has a book and what kind it is. But Solara doesn’t know, she can’t read. Describe it, or else!

Another powerful moment.

Carnegie realizes how close he is and rushes to the locked room. But Eli has vanished and there was a guard right outside the door!

Now about that time Herod the king laid hands on some who belonged to the Church in order to mistreat them. And he had James the brother of John put to death with a sword. When he saw that it pleased the Jews, he proceeded to arrest Peter also.

Now it was during the days of Unleavened Bread. When he had seized him, he put him in prison, delivering him to four squads of soldiers to guard him, intending after the Passover to bring him out before the people.

So Peter was kept in the prison, but prayer for him was being made fervently by the Church to G-d.

On the very night when Herod was about to bring him forward, Peter was sleeping between two soldiers, bound with two chains, and guards in front of the door were watching over the prison. And, behold, an angel of the L-rd suddenly appeared and a light shone in the cell; and he struck Peter’s side and woke him up, saying, “Get up quickly.” And his chains fell off his hands. And the angel said to him, “Gird yourself and put on your sandals.” And he did so. And he said to him, “Wrap your cloak around you and follow me.” And he went out and continued to follow, and he did not know that what was being done by the angel was real, but thought he was seeing a vision. When they had passed the first and second guard, they came to the iron gate that leads into the city, which opened for them by itself; and they went out and went along one street, and immediately the angel departed from him.

When Peter came to himself, he said, “Now I know for sure that the L-rd has sent forth His angel and rescued me from the hand of Herod and from all that the Jewish people were expecting.” And when he realized this, he went to the house of Mary, the mother of John who was also called Mark, where many were gathered together and were praying.

When he knocked at the door of the gate, a servant-girl named Rhoda came to answer. When she recognized Peter’s voice, because of her joy she did not open the gate, but ran in and announced that Peter was standing in front of the gate. They said to her, “You are out of your mind!” But she kept insisting that it was so. They kept saying, “It is his angel.” But Peter continued knocking; and when they had opened the door, they saw him and were amazed. But motioning to them with his hand to be silent, he described to them how the L-rd had led him out of the prison. And he said, “Report these things to James and the brethren.” Then he left and went to another place.

Now when day came, there was no small disturbance among the soldiers as to what could have become of Peter. When Herod had searched for him and had not found him, he examined the guards and ordered that they be led away to execution. ~Acts 12:1-19

Redridge rather unceremoniously shot Eli’s guard, as well.

And they all catch up in the open street where Eli seems very unintimidated by the number of guns trained on him. Here we find out that, yep, it is the book Carnegie is looking for because he grew up with it and he knows how “faith” can be used to control the masses (a Democrat and a Marxist*—nowadays, the same thing). But Eli has other plans for the Book and continues on “west”.

Soon, a gunfight ensues and it seems that Eli is supernaturally protected and just as supernaturally aiming his handgun, making insane one-handed shots count each and every time. A little annoyed at this, I also counted how many times his one-shot-one-kill kills were shot and, surprisingly, “17” was a realistic number for a modern high-capacity 9mm handgun. Trick shooting notwithstanding.

After exactly 17 rounds, Eli whips out his shotgun and Carnegie catches some shot in the leg.

Having won the gun battle, Eli goes back to walking “west”.

But now Solara wants to tag along and bribes Eli with uncovering the source of Carnegie’s power; a freshwater spring. Eli tries to lock Solara behind because the road ahead is dangerous but she finds a way to start after him again. Except, this time, it’s Solara who is waylaid by the next crop of Armageddon sexual Assaulters (same nasty bait chick, though). She’s about to be subjected to something really nasty, herself, when some well-placed arrows (and I mean well-placed) come flying to her rescue, thanks to Warchief Eli.

Carnegie isn’t about to let his book slip out of his grasp. So he orders Redridge to saddle up and go after them both.

They both have to spend one more night together where there is again some poignant discussion about, “Do you read the same book every day?!”

“Without fail.”

When they get back on the road, Solara wants to know how Eli is directed and she is told “by a voice” and that he is walking “by faith, not by sight”.

Soon they come upon an old house and they go up to it looking for…hell I don’t know. It’s obviously important to the story.

Living in the house are two unusually cagy old people who seemed to have the booby-trap skills and killing instincts of Green Berets!

Will they stay for food?

Um…not when it’s manflesh courtesy of the previous 15 unsuccessful robbers. Interestingly, there is a neurological degenerative disease that comes to those who eat the brain matter of their own kind:

Kuru is an incurable degenerative neurological disorder (brain disease) that is a type of transmissible spongiform encephalopathy, caused by a prion found in humans. The term “kuru” derives from the Fore word “kuria/guria”, “to shake”, a reference to the body tremors that are a classic symptom of the disease; it is also known among the Fore as the laughing sickness due to the pathologic bursts of laughter people would display when afflicted with the disease. It is now widely accepted that Kuru was transmitted among members of the Fore tribe of Papua New Guinea via cannibalism. ~Kuru, Wikipedia.org

But now Carnegie has caught up with them and a big gun battle ensues.

Eli assures Solara that they will both make it to their destination intact…but to quote the mad Irishman in Braveheart, the two crazy cannibals were fuhked.

Eli and Solara do get overwhelmed by Carnegie’s firepower and, amazingly, Eli gives up his book to save Solara and gets shot for his trouble.

That isn’t supposed to go that way. WTF?!

Good thing the movie isn’t over yet!

Captured Solara causes an interesting chain of events and is able to steal a vehicle to go back for Eli.

But he’s not there.

He’s walking down the road, west! Gut-shot and all!!

It so happens that they are within a short drive of Eli’s goal; Alcatraz island where some survivors are rebuilding civilization…with books. What’s the one book Librarian and freekazoid Malcolm McDowell really needs most? A Bible!

But wait a minute, they gave up the Bible.

Eli has a way to get it back.

As he waits out the final days of his life, he accomplishes his mission and the final, powerful moment hits the screen like a 16^th century Gutenberg press.

If only they stopped there.

But they had to make a PC plug for ecumenical egalitarian kumbaya in what, up to now, was an obviously unashamed statement on the value of the Christian Bible, by showing us how it completed the highly valued works of other religions in the “library” (just like the subtle role the muslim “researchers” played alongside the Catholic “researchers” who gave Hugh Jackman his fantastic monster-fighting weapons in the Catholic religion-action-thriller VanHelsing *vomit*).

And that’s really where The Book of Eli (nice play on words for the title, huh?) was annoyingly short of what it could’ve been. Eli explained why he gave up the Book to save Solara as, “I got so caught up with keeping it safe that I forgot to live by what I learned from it, ‘do for others more than you do for yourself’.” OK…not bad, but not the first passage that came to my mind.

“Greater love has no one than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” ~John 15:13

Is it brave to say “Amen” in the heart of Sodom? You bet!

Was it worth the rental? You bet (I saved a few plot twists for you in case you haven’t seen it yet and would like to).

Is it a keeper? Eh…not so much.

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* Karl Marx; “religion is the opiate of the masses” originates from the introduction of his 1843 work Contribution to Critique of Hegel’s Philosophy of Right which was subsequently released one year later in Marx’s own journal Deutsch-Französische Jahrbücher, a collaboration with Arnold Ruge. Wikipedia.org

But Christopher Nolan’s reincarnation of Batman has forced me to write my opinion regarding his last two caped crusader movies.

My rudimentary knowledge of Nolan was that he is a Brit but, according to Wikipedia (which I like for the amount of money I have to spend on the information—nothing) states that Nolan’s mother is a Yankee. Interesting. Is that the connection of interest or are Batman comics big in the U.K.?

Found a great interview that had Nolan answering questions like “Why another Batman?”

Conventional wisdom is that Tim Burton’s Batman (1989) was just “it” but Jack Nicholson “stole” the movie as the Joker, creating the problem of who would be heavy enough to outdo him as Bruce Wayne/Batman.

Um, certainly not George Clooney. Liberal putz.

But I wouldn’t even go to the extreme of calling that 1989 Batman “it” in the first place. OK, it was good entertainment but, compared to Batman Begins, it is ludicrously superficial and buffoonish.

I’m curious about Nolan’s motivations because he has done such a stellar job with both of his movies. My experience has been that, to do such a good job, requires passion. Does Nolan have a passion for the character of Batman and, if so, why?

What I really enjoyed in The Dark Knight was Nolan’s topical comparisons to Western civilization’s war against fundamentalist Islam. What I wasn’t able to pick up on, was that he apparently did the same with Batman Begins;

Wilson Morales of blackfilm.com: According to the press kit, Gotham City is described in a way that [a] terrorist would described New York. Were you thinking that?

Nolan: Well, in the comic books, Ra’s al Ghul is often described as a terrorist. I would put him down as an extremist. What was important to me in creating an incredible frightening villain is that everything he says is true and at some level reasonable that also makes sense. The extremes to which he is prepared to go; to achieve what he believes is very threatening and very frightening.

Why does Batman Begins introduce “Ra’s al Guhl” and “Scarecrow” as Batman’s enemies instead of the more well-known villains? Because they fit the intelligent, realistic script Nolan worked on with screenwriter David Goyer. I may have liked a little more flair and even outlandishness with how they were portrayed but they were very “real”. Very little “suspension of disbelief” was necessary.

This is in radical contrast to the excellent script writing Tim Burton did in, for instance, Batman Returns (1992), where Michelle Pfeiffer becomes Cat Woman because she fell 50 stories onto pavement but was brought back to life by cats all showing up and licking her blood.

Great stuff. Moron.

Nolan and his producer/wife (convenient, no?) Emma Thomas said that they wanted a score that would be “classy”, “sincere” and “epic”.[1] I think it’s fair to say that the final product, composed by Hans Zimmer and James Newton Howard was just that.

And then there’s casting.

In Batman Begins, Liam Neeson once again takes up the part of learned, bad-ass mentor, much as he did in the anti-Christian propaganda movie Kingdom of Heaven, and George Lucas’ puke-fest The Phantom Menace.[2]

He is an iconoclastic Ra’s al Guhl (the audience is surprised when it learns the truth of who he is). And a relatively believable martial arts bad-ass, even though I’m sure he hasn’t had any formal training.

And I have to say that I liked his work in Taken. A few rough spots but, overall, a very enjoyable revenge movie.

I follow most of Nolan’s attempt to make Ra’s al Guhl believable-yet-maniacal but when it came time to turn him into a “bad guy” by the simplistic proclamation that “Gotham city’s time has come”, and slaughter of the entire city was the best way to go, it was a little bit of a leap for me.

Certainly there is great merit to the idea that, when a city or country reaches “the pinnacle of its decadence”, something must fall. Even though it was a stretch, it wasn’t a long one.

There are several developmental moments for the Wayne character that are meant to take you through how he walks the balance between sickening goody-two-shoes and The Punisher.

Much to my disappointment, he leans heavily towards goody-two-shoes, refusing to execute a murderer that Ra’s places before him in his training. Good ole’ Frank Castle wouldn’t have thought twice!

And what was with the Himalayan ninjas?! Chris! Brother! Ninjas are Japanese.

Oh well. Had to stretch reality somewhere, I guess. Certainly, if you had to categorize the caped crusader’s ass-kicking ability you’d say it was at the “ninja” level and at least we have some believable route to how he got there.

Michael Caine as the endearing servant “Alfred” was a little odd for me at first. Obviously Nolan wanted to go heavy for that role, and not just make Alfred a quaint side-show. But my first thought was that he went a little too heavy. A cockney accent does not a butler make.

But Caine did grow on me and he actually owns my favorite scene in both movies and, for that matter, one of my all-time top 10 favorite scenes of all time.

As I noted before, the comparisons to today’s fight against Islamo-facism were much more clear to me in The Dark Knight.

Nowhere was this more poignant than in a mid-film discourse regarding who the new nemesis was (“the Joker”) and why he wasn’t fitting any known criminal patterns—

Wayne: “Criminals aren’t complicated, Alfred. We just need to figure out what he’s after.”

Alfred: “With respect, master Wayne, perhaps this is a man you don’t fully understand, either.

A long time ago, I was in Burma. My friends and I were working for the local government and they were trying to buy the loyalty of tribal leaders by bribing them with precious stones. But their caravans were being raided in a forest north of Rangoon by a bandit. So we went looking for the stones. But in 6 months, we never met anyone who traded with him.

One day, I saw a child playing with a ruby the size of a tangerine. The bandit had been throwing them away.”

Wayne: “So why steal them?”

Alfred: “Well because he thought it would be good sport. Because some men aren’t looking for anything logical like money. They can’t be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with.”

*whispering close to Wayne*

“Some men, just want to watch the world burn.”

I’ve watched it at least 25 times, I’ve recorded the sound clip from it and listened to it a hundred times. And almost without fail, every time I watch or listen, the hair stands up on my arms and neck.

—Because I don’t see or think of a fictional character when I listen to Caine’s flawless delivery.

I see something else…

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Gary Oldman as “Jim Gordon” was another surprise but he, too, has grown on me through the 2 movies.

The first downer was Katie Holmes as “Rachel Dawes”. Holy crap was she annoying! Too young, and too pop-ish pretty, her frequent, righteously indignant diatribes made me contort in writhing knots of pop nausea.

You see, young, comely people don’t know the first thing about “justice”, “revenge” or “harmony”.

Ew! A little hippie mantra there, Chris? Have you been hanging around George Lucas? Well, I’ll forgive a minor slip-up.

Maggie Gyllenhaal was much more palatable as Dawes. I’m told by my pop culture advisor (my lovely wife) that Gyllenhaal is also a pop queen but I’ve neither heard of her nor seen her before and, to me, she looks much more like a regular woman than Holmes does and I like that for the role.

Morgan Freeman has got to be one of the most over-used actor in Hollywood. Good grief I think that guy is in every other movie. Hollyweird loves him.

However, as “Luscious Fox”—Wayne’s techno-godfather—Freeman is mostly enjoyable.

Unfortunately, he had an annoying moment, too.

During The Dark Knight, the Batman took an R&D gadget (a “sonar cell phone”) and brought it to the next level by making the cell phone of everyone in Gotham City a listening device for him. When he brought Freeman’s character “Fox” in to help him operate the command center, Fox told him the many displays were “beautiful…dangerous…unethical” and then he said that, as long as that device existed he would not work for Bruce Wayne.

The purpose of the command center was to find and stop the next Joker plot because his arch nemesis had taken his hijinks to the next level of mass slaughter and Batman couldn’t wait to be reactionary.

The parallels to the “War on Terror” are just short of hit-you-in-the-face.

And I must say, given the outrageous Left-wing slant of anything that comes out of Hollyweird, this was surprisingly gentle, perhaps even a little approving.

Of course we couldn’t go all the way. We had to have “Luscious” get righteously indignant and get immediately placated by Batman with how the faithful, trustworthy Fox would be the only one able to utilize the surveillance and, the moment the danger was passed, the righteous Luscious could 86 the whole thing.

Because, Heaven knows, Batman would only face this level of threat once in his lifetime.

Even in the dramatized parallel, we see the inconsistent illogic of this dilemma.

On the one hand, it is a bit disconcerting to think of any power, governmental or superhero, that can so easily look in on your most intimate moments, conversations, etc.

But, on the other hand, the vast majority of the whining about such Bush Islamo-facist fighting measures as “The Patriot Act” have overwhelmingly come from the Left. And, if you specify “the immoral Left”, that would include all of the “libertarians” who sit in the middle and agree with the Right on government abuse but tacitly agree with the Left on immorality by saying “What I do on my own is none of your concern.”

Such people, being moral reprobates, carry the quiet guilt of their secret (or not-so-secret) behaviors. And the thought of an outside source looking in on them bothers them very deeply.

But, if you have peace of mind and heart that your “sins” don’t include treason, or radical hedonism, then “Big Brother” doesn’t scare you all that much.

Ultimately, the common sense world view (the Judeo-Christian world view) that says, “man is basically evil”, makes it a mute point just as quickly as it destroys the idea that “gun control” will affect crime.

You see, technology is merely an extension of the human heart. And the human heart is mankind’s problem. Indulge me if you are neither Christian nor Jew whilst I prove my point;

Jeremiah 17:9
9 “The heart is more deceitful than all else
And is desperately sick;
Who can understand it?”
New American Standard Update

Matthew 15:16-20
16 Jesus said, “Are you still lacking in understanding also?
17 Do you not understand that everything that goes into the mouth passes into the stomach, and is eliminated?
18 But the things that proceed out of the mouth come from the heart, and those defile the man.
19 For out of the heart come evil thoughts, murders, adulteries, fornications, thefts, false witness, slanders.
20 These are the things which defile the man; but to eat with unwashed hands does not defile the man.”
NASU

You can’t stop technology any more than you can perfectly hold water in your cupped hands. It’s going to get out. As long as people are evil and self-centered, they will look for an advantage of power over their neighbors.

So those that disarm themselves or force others to get disarmed are only making easier victims of them.

But back to the movie.

I thought it was really cool how Nolan did a little homáge to the white eyes of the comic Batman by turning them into lenses for his “sonar”.

What a great lesson in how love for the original product and intelligent creativity can make the most outlandish believable and bring them to life!

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And then we have Heath Ledger.

Previous to this, my only knowledge of who Ledger was, was through snippets of obnoxious pop culture blather. And that he was one of the two cowboy homosexuals in the wonderfully “senthetive” Brokeback Mountain. More than enough reason for me to keep clear of him.

And then, to my shock, I found him redefining Batman’s arch-enemy.

Between Nolan’s genius and Ledger’s acting, the Joker has forever been undone.

In fact, I can’t help but think that there were spiritual forces behind Ledger’s freak death in January of 2008. There can be no doubt that Ledger got the homicidal darkness of his character very right. It is satanic evil. The same evil that motivates Islamo-facists.

Nolan knows this. And he wanted his audience to know this—

It was with breathless relief that the morons in the news media told us, “Nope. You all thought he was another depraved coke addict, but it was just a prescription accident.”

Toxicology tests have now confirmed the cause of Heath Ledger’s death. He was killed by a deadly combination of FDA-approved medications prescribed to him by his doctors. The drugs found in Ledger’s system were OxyContin (a painkiller), Valium, Xanax (an antidepressant), Restoril, Unisom and Vicodin. This toxicology report ends any speculation that Ledger might have been killed by taking recreational drugs. The cause of death is now clearly FDA-approved pharmaceuticals. ~ Heath Ledger Cause of Death Confirmed: Prescription Drug Toxicity, Mike Adams, 06 February, 2008, NaturalNews.com

Why in hell was he combining multiple forms of “uppers”?

Why in hell, indeed.

My theory is that he got too close to the truth of what really motivates evil. He uncovered the reality of a hidden nemesis. And having no spiritual armor, he was easy prey for satanic entrapment.

A truly tragic story to the bitter end.

Endings

How you wrap a story up can be the difference between an audience walking out going “wow…” and saying to their friend or spouse, “They’ve got to do a sequel!” and “are you kidding me?!”

Both of Nolan’s Batman movies ended with “wow…”

In the case of Batman Begins, Gary Oldman’s “Lieutenant Gordon” takes a cue from how Batman tied a mob boss to a spotlight and brings the caped crusader to his rooftop with the archetypical Batman beacon. Gordon then tells the Dark Knight that he really shook up the crime world, but that there’s still much more to be done.

Gordon: “Take this guy. Armed robbery, double homicide. Got a taste for the theatrical, like you. Leaves a calling card.” *shows the Batman a Joker from a deck of cards*

Batman: *solemnly* “I’ll look into it.”

Gordon’s smile becomes serious as he stops the Dark Knight from walking away completely: “I never said ‘thank you’.”

Batman turns back and pauses before saying: “And you’ll never have to.” Then jumps off the rooftop.

Great stuff!! Scenes like that make actors like Oldman well worth the acquisition.

But, in the Dark Knight, the Joker seems to be our hero’s match. To the point of killing off poor Rachel and turning Batman’s hopes of retirement through the hard work of prosecutor Harvey Dent into ashes.

In devastated depression, Wayne turns to his mentor Alfred and asks—

Wayne: “That bandit. In the forest in Burma.”

Alfred: “Yes.”

Wayne: “Did you catch him?”

Alfred: “Yes.”

Wayne: “How?”

Alfred: *pausing* “We burned the forest down.”

Awesome! Most definitely not something you’d hear from the current American president. Or, for that matter, anyone in his administration.

And if the metaphor isn’t clear enough, Nolan ends the movie by turning our hero into a hated and hunted enemy. The Dark Knight colludes with now Commissioner Gordon to keep alive the myth of Harvey Dent as a hero to the public, and not the psychotic murderer that the loss of Rachel—his love interest as well—had turned him into.

Much the same way that members of our intelligence community and, yes, despite all of his faults, even George W. Bush, were/are maligned falsely as they soldier on keeping us safe…trying to hold together the “myth” of what makes America the greatest country in the world. Perhaps it is a myth that we are a melting pot. Perhaps it is a myth that we are the most moral country to ever be a super-power. But they are “myths” that we must believe in if we are to survive as a nation.

And not be dashed into balkanized eddies of depraved self-interest.

[1] Director Christopher Nolan Talks About “Batman Begins”, Rebecca Murray, About.com

[2] “puke fest” because there was a lot of good material there that was pissed away with outrageous amounts of money and effort put into a race of floppy-eared Reggae things and automated dog robots. Oooo…ssscccaaarrreeeyyy. Arrogant ASS.