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Rating: The most famous bat in cinema returns, the most well-known orphan billionaire in comics.
A new challenge for our hero: a new villain, new allies (the usual Robin and Catwoman, in truth, but revamped so we don't remember for a moment that we're talking about a 1940s comic, so she's in an even more bondage version than usual, he's in a cop version), new absurd situations, and also lots of self-referentialism, which seems to be a disease that all sagas suffer from these days, even those of short duration.
However, Batman is retired, even limping and walking with a cane, so let's get in shape because it seems the city is under threat again and blah blah blah, you know the plot, if you don't, watch it, actually, if you haven't seen it, I advise you to stop here and not continue reading.
It's the usual stuff, of course it excites, Bale is great, Oldman is the boss, Hathaway is a stunner, Cotillard even more so, Hardy is terrifying, Caine, damn, it's Michael Caine, Freeman is Freeman (what an amazing cast does it have? How much do they admire Christopher?), Nolan knows his stuff and directs well, with those little gems here and there that make you enjoy it, but the right ones that make you say, "aaah how well he did that shot." Sure, you have to overlook a mountain (mountain) of nonsense, besides that air of 'self-importance all Nolan's films have even when they're about people in tights, but the entertainment is more than guaranteed.
However.
But there is a limit to everything, dear Christopher.
And there's only one question: how the hell does Batman get from a super-heavy prison in the middle of nowhere to Gotham when Gotham is an island completely in lockdown (now that I've learned this Anglophone word, I want to use it everywhere), and the entire American army is on the only bridges that allow access and exit? And it's not like you can say, well, it's Batman, he can do anything, because at that moment he literally has nothing, he has just escaped. Why the hell isn't it explained to me? Nolan, for god's sake, you showed me, in the first one, Wayne buying the mask's horns on eBay dear uncle, and you don't explain this fact to me? I know that if you haven't seen it yesterday, you probably have no idea what the hell I'm talking about, but I'm really mad about it, I couldn't take this damn movie seriously anymore (which is already difficult) nor the craftsman posing as an author who made it. This isn't a little plot hole that you can say, well, don't make a fuss, this is a black hole of my balls, you, Nolan, are insulting me! Do you think I'm stupid? Are you calling me stupid?
You're a clown.
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