I'll admit I
was skeptical at first about watching the Spider-Man
movie back in 2002. I was under the impression that superheroes were for little
kids, and I wasn't a little kid--I was 11 years old! Double digits! But my
older brother wanted to see it for his birthday, and my parents weren't yet
comfortable with leaving me at home alone for a period of time as long as three
hours, so they took me with them. I was expecting it to be cheesier than a
stuffed crust pizza and a nacho combined, and at that time in my life, I thought
cheesy things were for “children” (except in the literal sense of the word “cheesy,”
of course). I despised the word “child,” and never permitted anyone to apply it
to me. From my point of view, it was a word to describe a single-digit kid who
was fully dependent on his parents for everything. I wasn’t like that—I was
independent! Well, except for the meals, home, and occasional transportation that
my parents provided. But never mind those things.
Of course,
at this point, some superhero movie enthusiasts must be saying: “Hey, wait a
minute, what about the recent Batman films? Those were awesome!” Well, I didn’t
see Batman Begins or The Dark Knight until last year. I’d
told a friend of mine that I hadn’t seen them, and as the most serious Batman
fan I know, she was appalled. She held a party at her house just so that I
could see them, and I’m glad she did. I was thoroughly impressed by everything from
the plot and character development to the soundtrack and visuals. I liked it so
much that I ended up going with my friend and several other people to the
midnight premiere of The Dark Knight
Rises. I generally like Marvel superheroes more than DC, but Batman is
exceptionally cool.
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