So, that was The Dark Knight Rises. Thoughts:

1. The Batman trilogy = the Star Wars trilogy; i.e. tonight was fun, but The Dark Knight was better.

2. Either I’m getting old, or I read too many comics, or both, but I figured out every so-called ‘twist’. There wasn’t a thing in there that actually surprised me. Perhaps that was the point.

3. Spent ages trying to work out where I recognised that stooge, and it turns out to be bloody Burn Gorman from bloody Torchwood. Now I need cake.

4. No social commentary. None at all. No, really.

5. Good grief, I wish Bane had come with subtitles.

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As I was wandering through the corridors of my local Cineworld, I passed two students who were staring at a poster.

“Looks they’ve made a remake of Judge Dredd.”
“That one with Sylvester Stallone?”
“Yeah, that’s it.”
“Dunno though. It’s just called Dredd. So it might not be.”
“The helmet looks sort of the same, though. You reckon that looks like the helmet he wore in the original?”
“Dunno.”

Honestly. Kids these days.