Why bother detailing the film's routine story when Nolan can't get beneath its surface? Demoralized Bruce Wayne (Christian Bale) loses his fortune and retraces his previous torturous superhero training to protect Gotham City from another cast of overly familiar nemeses?sneak-thief Catwoman (Anne Hathaway), homicidal freak Bane (Tom Hardy) and an unlikely foe thrown in at the last half-hour.
The Dark Knight Rises only offers an economics lesson in how an entire culture gets indoctrinated into buying repackaged characters, set-pieces and hackneyed style, not a great modern myth. Instead, all the action-movie reflexes learned from James Bond films (the opening airplane stunt), Indiana Jones flicks (battles against world-historical evil) and comic book movies (innumerable, copycat origin-tales) seem for naught. Consumer amnesia rises.
When Batman was just a comic book figure, it appealed to youth and embodied an innocent sense of justice and necessary heroism. Then the graphic novel version, Frank Miller's 1986 The Dark Knight Returns, converted the fable into casual cynicism that Nolan treats in his now over-scaled sophomoric manner. "I'm necessary evil," Bane hisses during one of his rampages, appealing to jaded youth and tilting Nolan's interest away from storytelling and toward trite, cynical mood.
Even I mistook the franchise's previous mass killings and implacably malevolent adversaries for significant (sickening) ugliness because they resonated 9/11 anxiety. But as The Dark Knight Rises plods toward the three-hour point and Nolan drops-in newsy gibes, it becomes obvious that his political evocations mean nothing. There hasn't been a trilogy this shapeless and unresonant since The Lord of the Rings?partly to ensure another Nolan sequel (Dark Robin Lays an Egg?).
The 9/11 shockwaves of Nolan's terrorist-bomb-laden Gotham City include an explosive football stadium extravaganza no deeper than a coming-attractions trailer and offhand references to Occupy Wall Street in Catwoman's felonious rage against the upperclass. But none of these opportunistic gimmicks (whether a law-and-order subplot or underclass rioting) relate to any character's dramatized feelings. Bale's bummed-out crusader lacks convincing moral resilience (see his reluctant hero in Zhang Yimou's stirring The Flowers of War instead). Joseph Gordon-Levitt's Robin mopes in isolation. Hathaway's one-note femme fatale never develops like Michelle Pfeiffer's post-feminist hellcat in Tim Burton's Batman Returns. Tom Hardy's Bane, a Hannibal Lecter/Darth Vader composite, remains muffled; his motivations masked like his face. To read the full review at City Arts [click here. ](http://cityarts.info/2012/07/20/bat-guano-economics/)
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