Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

This is why I'm so serious.

Now...I quite liked The Dark Knight. Well-acted, well-constructed (even if the composers delivered a score well beneath their talents) and properly jolting, but...just look at what I circled:



The only way the film could be more overrated now is if a) it was nominated for Best Picture and/or b) one of its writers used to be a stripper.

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Blogger Thad said...

Yeah. It's fucked up.

8:18 PM  

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