The Inconsistent Writer

When Batman Begins hit theaters back in 2005, I was anything but a Batman scholar. Outside of my thirteen-year-old infatuation of Burton's 1989 Batman, I really didn't know much more than the basics. Since then, my knowledge of "The Caped Crusader" has expanded by leaps and bounds, absorbing the tales told by Frank Miller and Jeph Loeb to name a few. So when 2012 brought us Christopher Nolan's final installment of his Dark Knight Trilogy, I felt it necessary -- especially in respect to the material he has adapted into the most realistic interpretation of "The World's Greatest Detective" -- to review all three films below. Batman Begins "It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me." Everyone knows the story of Billionaire Bruce Wayne and the tragic death of his parents. And everyone knows about the masked avenger who stalks criminals from the shadows of Gotham City. However, outside of the comic world, no one had

"In Southeast Asia we'd call this kind of thing bad karma." The ‘Burbs is a delightfully dark comedy about the normality of life in middle-America suburbia. Ray Peterson (Tom Hanks) is your average everyday guy who has become a little concerned with his new neighbors, the Klopeks. Their house and yard are in shambles; they dig in their backyard in the middle of the night, and keep their neighbors up with the weird noises emanating from their basement. As Ray so simply states his observation one night, “I've never seen anybody drive their garbage down to the street and bang the hell out of it with a stick. I-I've never seen that.” Without the support from some of his other neighbors, Ray Peterson probably would have just let sleeping dogs lie. However, also living in the neighborhood is Art (Rick Ducommun), Ray’s gluttonous slacker and much-too-nosey next door neighbor, and Rumsfield (Bruce Dern), an ex-military nut living across the street, who is just as co

“Now, you know there's no sure way for us to fight a fire in anything over the seventh floor, but you guys just keep building 'em as high as you can.” When I worked at a big box retail store some fifteen years ago I met songwriter Joel Hirschhorn who composed the Oscar-winning song “We May Never Love Like This Again” from The Towering Inferno . We struck up a brief friendship, and he recommended that I take the time and watch this film along with The Poseidon Adventure (featuring his other Oscar-winning song). He told me, “they don’t make them like this anymore,” and boy was he right! Afraid of riding an elevator because it might get stuck doesn't even compare to the anxiety this film generates with being trapped on 97th floor with both stairwells either destroyed, blocked, or engulfed in flames, the sprinkler system aren't working, and what you perceive to be your only option is to jump to your death through a plate glass window, just doesn't seem like an op