I love Inglorious Basterds, but I’m not a huge Tarantino fan. In my opinion, he’s too cool for his own good. His movies are entertaining while you watch them, and a lot of aspects are fascinating on a movie geek level. But I honestly can’t say that I’m left with much of an impression when the movie is done. I don’t exactly forget it, but it doesn’t stay with me for a long time either. But I digress, let’s talk…

I wanted to wait a couple of days before re-watching TDKR. Give the storm (pun intended) some time to settle. So today I went into the cinema with a new set of eyes. Like literally, I actually managed to remember my glasses this time. After watching it on the Norwegian premiere people were like “oh, it was so sad when Bane cried” and I was like “what the hell did you guys smoke? Bane didn’t cry”. Well, it turned out…