The Joker is scary. Not all of them. I seem to recall earlier Jokers in the 80s or such being kind of funny... in a scary clown sort of way. But Heath Ledger is a scary Joker. My son loves Batman. He loves all action heroes (though does have a love/hate relationship with Hulk), but Batman is one he tends to play-act most the time. He has a mask and a cape and likes to announce to the world "I am Batman!" as he runs down the hallway with cape flowing behind him.
He won't watch the Joker. Every time something scares him -- anything from a dog or thunder or Joker -- he says "that roars me." See, "roar," like what a lion does. Or a monster as it jumps out of the closet to nibble (or chomp) at toes. So, the couple of times we've watched the Christian Bale Batman, we've had to skip the second installment because the Joker seriously "roars" my son.
Largely, I am okay with this, as the second movie is not very comfortable. It isn't supposed to be, obviously, it is the story of our hero in the throes of uncertainty, living in the gray of a world that longs to be black and white. The movie is excellent. Wonderfully acted, wonderfully written and directed. Not comfortable. So out of the three, I have watched the second one less then the others. Seems to me I have also done this with the Empire Strikes Back. I must have an aversion to the bad guys getting the up on the good guys. Apparently, I like the white versus the grey. But, I am off topic. So, the second movie, haven't watched it a lot, but the last couple of days the line "why so serious" keeps popping into my head. This is what the Joker says before cutting people, murdering them, etc. etc.
No. I am not going to murder or maim or anything along those lines. Rather, I think the line keeps popping up in my head because I have been soooooo serious. I like serious. But I don't like sooooooo serious. Probably why I like Batman but not, well, I don't know, some long drama that ends in heartbreak. I've never ever liked those movies. Ever. I like British dramas (the Pride and Prejudice set) but I can never ever get into the drama movies.
I like action. Some comedy. And I loooooove comic adaptations and sci-fi.
I would say sci-fi is my favorite.
I wonder why. Well, I bet that is a whole other blog post that will drip with all sorts of research. In fact, I am writing it down so I can come back to it. Why I like sci-fi movies best of all. And, why the superhero has changed in the last 50 years, and is it, in fact, a reflection of society? For instance, old school Superman is a trip. There is some serious propaganda going on there. Kind of like Captain America, but not as apologetic. Seriously though, that particular subject of super hero adaptations to society (and how it is a good indicator of society influx and change) is one that I wish I could write a dissertation on. Teehee. And there is not one University in the world that would allow such a dissertation. Oh well.
Anyway. Loooong introduction. Basically, I am rambling. I need some unserious postage. Some cuteness. Some lovely humanity. That doesn't sound very easy.
So:
Grumpy Cat! For your viewing... Love this grumpy cat. So grumpy. So indicative. You know, grumpy cat was named one of the most influential beings of 2012. Influence to laugh I hope, and not be grumpy.
And:
Luke covered in blackberries!! Isn't that just the sweetiest baby ever! Ohhmy. So many exclamation points worth of sweet. He is still sweet, some times, but most of the time now my lil' Batman gives me attitude.
See:
Or, even more recently:
I love my two-year-old, craziness and all. He keeps me on my toes and is a constant exercise in patience. And my goofy husband, though I don't actually have any pictures of him being goofy because he makes me delete all of them. But believe me, there is goof there...
So, some lightheartedness. It is sunny this morning. The light comes through my front window and highlights my living room. I ignore the dust building up and the cobwebs in the corner and enjoy the sunshine. The breeze is cool, still left over from the night and not yet full of the day's warmth. Luke sleeps quietly (for now) and I drink coffee and write this silly blog that I have decided to write. It's a good morning.
And I am not being too serious.
Love!
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