Somehow, I made it my entire life without seeing a Batman movie. I used to watch the old 60s reruns of the show, with the cheesy “pows” and Robin’s silly exclamations. And I used to watch one of the animated series. But that all changed this weekend. Prompted by conversations with co-workers, the Hubs decided he wanted to see The Dark Knight while it was still in the theaters. So we rented Batman Begins and saw The Dark Knight in the theater. Not on the same day.

Christain Bale as Batman

Christain Bale as Batman

 

I have always liked Batman, or The Batman as aficionados will remind me. I

appreciate the fact that he is not a character enabled with supernatural powers, only supernatural toys. He is fully human. The Christopher Nolan Batman films capture this quality very well (keeping in mind my limited exposure). Some of the stupid decisions Bruce Wayne makes are prompted by his love for his childhood friend, or his desire to “do good” for Gotham. Like many human “superheros,” Batman makes a few flubs along the way, and destroys half the city in his feverish pursuit of the bad guy. We can identify with him.

 

But blah blah blah.

 

Batman is a creature of the night. His whole schtick is emulating a bat. So, he fights bad guys only at night. What does the night represent? The shadow side of the unconscious. It is the aspect of the psyche that holds all the psychological manifestations that we choose, consciously or unconsciously, not to incorporate into the ego as we go through identity formation. (How’s that for jargon?) I like to picture the psyche as a ball, or an egg. When we come into the world, our ball is complete, fully round, or oblong, and perfect. But, as we go through identity formation, the ball is broken into hemispheres, and thoughts, behaviors, ideas, dreams that try to surface in the hemisphere of light and are rejected get pushed into the dark hemisphere. I should post my thoughts on the Neil Gaiman/Dave McKean film, Mirrormask. That film explains what I’m talking about in a really entertaining fashion.

 

What’s awesome about Batman, like I said, is that his persona is a bat. The bat is usually a feared creature, because it’s a little ugly, makes funny noises, and only comes out at night. (Unless you live in Austin, an entire city bat-ophiliacs, having dedicated a shrine in the form of Congress St. Bridge to house Texas bat populations.) Bats associated with Halloween, vampires, and all sorts of goulish things that go bump in the night. So when Bruce Wayne becomes the Batman, he becomes a shadow creature that usually awakens fear. But he wants to do good in a city that is overrun with the bad. So he dons the mask of the shadow and plunges into the realm of the shadow to “fix” it. And what does he find? The Joker, the shadow run amok. There are other Bat-villains, but I did just see The Dark Knight. The Joker’s mission is to create chaos through fear. It’s not that he’s any smarter than other villains, or even smarter than Batman, but he poses quiet the adversary because the heroes have to sort through the rubble in the wake of Joker’s chaos in order to figure out where to go next.

 

At the end of Dark Knight, Batman and Gordon deliver a beautiful soliloquy about why Batman is the hero Gotham deserves, rather than the one Gotham needs. Most importantly, Batman is willing to accept whatever image of him the public chooses. If they need a scapegoat, he’ll be Gotham’s scapegoat; or if they need a masked hero, he will be the masked hero. When digging into the shadow, it’s important to react to the shadow’s whims. The shadow is likely to change face quickly, and it’s important to change along with it.

 

Shifting gears a little, now that I’ve seen the movie, it’s safe to read an article posted on The Hog’s Head, comparing The Joker with Voldemort.