Posted by David on August 9th, 2011
Ah, the impotent rage of youth.
Last week, yet another screenshot from The Dark Knight Rises was released, and contrary to all of the other teasers and sneak peaks that have been released, this one evoked the kind of unfocused anger normally reserved for the likes of Ann Coulter, or I don’t know, Stalin. Did this picture depict Batman in a nipple suit? Bane dressed as Hello Kitty? Robin, the Boy Wonder?
No. It was this:
Anne Hathaway, in a jumpsuit, on a Batpod, wearing goggles. Completely lacking context, folks on the internet fumed and raged and frothed at the mouth, then probably wet themselves with fury. As SlashFilm user Drew Butler so eloquently put it:
oh noooo…. please god, no….i just ……NOOOOOOOO!!!
Man, Drew, it’s not like Anne Hathaway slept with your mom and had me film it, then beckoned me over to the bed, in between her and your mom and let nature take its course. Did anyone ever tell you that your mom’s an attractive lady, Drew? Would you mind if I did?
Here’s the problem I have with this level of anger towards something completely lacking context: It’s completely lacking context. We don’t know if she’s stealing from Batman, or if she’s in cahoots with Bane, or if she’s headed out for more Vagisil. No one knows!
And even if this is the final suit, who cares? Is it really that bad? So it’s different than you expected. What, did you want a repeat of Catwoman? If so, what the hell is wrong with you?
Internet (and that means you, Drew), before the next screenshot comes out from this or anything else, step back, take a deep breath, and be glad that we’re getting this level of super hero movie out of Hollywood these days. Because seriously, if you don’t quit your bitching, they’re going to call back Jerry Bruckheimer, and no one wants that.