You know what I want to see right now?

Batman Begins. Again.

I would be entertained. I would make fun of his weird face and pause when he's shirtless. I would fast forward through everything that comes out of Liam Neeson's old-ass always moistened weird looking  mouth because hes so stupid. I would watch for the eyebrow lift in Raj Alguhl's monologue when he says "INsolent" and the "Swear to ME!!" part because they entertain me so. I would laugh at Katie Holmes' lopsided face. I would count how many times he uses his grapple gun.

The last time I watched it (screening #4) I counted how many times they used Daddy to piss off Bruce. Six. Six times they tried to get Batman to do something by trying to make him angry about his daddy. And that was only the times they tried to make him angry. There were at least three other times where they mention Daddy without trying to impose some guilt onto the boy, not to mention all the fucking flashbacks of the oh so important  though I must say kind of creepy father himself. The half ass Freudian runs a little too loyal for modern times. Notice the mother barely says a word at all.