People keep writing about the final Batman movie in an attempt to capitalize on the brand power of the series. If you write an article or blog post about Batman or Chris Nolan or the stock exchange, you’re site will probably get traffic. (So that’s what I’m doing.)
That said, this article emphasizes something fairly unique: one audience member’s analysis about why she liked Anne Hathaway’s Catwoman so much. As a wise man once said, if you don’t like spoilers, stay off the Internet.
All my favorite action stars are scared shitless. That’s the part that allows me to relate. I love Harrision Ford in The Fugitive, just before he leaps off the dam. No one could survive that jump. But that doesn’t bother me, as long as I know that he knows that he should not survive the jump. Perhaps I should say all my favorite action stars are vulnerable–Boromir’s temptation, the evil in him, is what makes him my favorite character in the first LOTR film, and his death the hardest to take.
Hathaway’s Catwoman is panicked. She is scared of Bane, scared of getting caught, scared of poverty, and this helps me connect because I would be scared, too. And yet in the end, she actually saves Batman. I’m having a hard time remembering the last time the love interest saved the hero in movie like this. I’m sure it’s happened before, but it was amazing to see it here.
(By the way, this just occurred to me. Bane wears a muzzle. It’s obvious from his very first appearance that he is acting on behalf of someone else.)