Before The Dawn

Lieutenant Gordon and Batman at the end of “Batman Begins”.

There’s a moment in Batman Begins that’s undoubtedly one of the best ending stingers I’ve ever seen in a movie. Having conquered the villainous Ra’s al Ghul and his attempt to poison all of Gotham City, Batman and newly promoted Lieutenant Gordon are talking about the threat of escalation. Gordon is essentially saying that this is just the beginning and that things are going to get substantially worse. Gordon then mentions an “armed robbery” with the suspect having a “taste for the theatrical”. He hands Batman an evidence file, and in that, we see a Joker’s card. Batman tells Gordon that he’ll look into it and with that small but pivotal revelation we know exactly where the sequel is going to go.

In my opinion, it’s one of the best endings to one of the best superhero films of all time. As a Batman fan, there’s no way you couldn’t get incontrovertibly excited when that Joker card was turned over and revealed. I’ll never forget the experience when I saw the film on June 15th, 2005. The entire audience gasped in a potent concoction of excitement and wonderment, and there was a shiver that went down my spine and most likely down the spines of everyone in the theater. As the final frames were unleashed, and Batman leaped off of the rooftop and the title card “Batman Begins” flashed on the screen, the excitement and anticipation for the next chapter in the Batman franchise had officially begun. When I left the theater, there was passionate chatter among almost every theater goer, and all of the discussion and speculation led to what would happen next. After that, the long, grueling wait for the next film had only begun.

Batman Begins was a unique experience for fans because nothing of its caliber and magnitude had come before. The film came during a time where the Internet was a place to obtain insider information about a film that was currently in production. We all felt like private investigators and Batman Begins was our assignment: learn as much about the film as you possibly can. In this day and age, our tools were the resources of the message forums, and our interrogations consisted of daily tirades with fellow posters about the surreptitious happenings of the film production.  You could follow the progress of a film from the moment the director was announced to the moment the film opened in theaters. Nowadays, it’s very commonplace, but back in 2003-2004, it was still fresh and new. In the two year span in which Batman Begins was in production, erudite and die-hard fans were following the production every step of the way. So when the film was released, and conjecture about the next film had commenced, most of us felt like veterans. We had “survived” the first film in a sense. We were soldiers, toughened with the grit of experience, with some dirt under our nails, and we had plenty of “war stories” to tell. At least those on the boards, like SuperHeroHype, whom had all followed the first film since its inception. With the sequel, we had certain expectations about what to expect, but unbeknownst to us, we really had no idea what was in store for us at all.

Christopher Nolan on the set of “The Dark Knight”.

For the longest time, there was some uncertainty whether or not Christopher Nolan, who had directed Batman Begins, would even return for the next installment. I remember watching Charlie Rose, and he was interviewing Christian Bale and Nolan for Batman Begins. Rose had asked Nolan about his intention about returning for a sequel, and Nolan dispelled any of that, saying he only focused on one film at a time. After Batman Begins, Nolan directed The Prestige co-starring Bale, and I remember hearing rumors that Nolan, Bale and Michael Caine (who had also acted in The Prestige) would have discussions about the next Batman film on set during breaks in filming. Now, whether or not those stories were ultimately true remains to be seen, but the time period between June 2005 and early-mid 2006 was an interesting time for Batman fans mostly because we were all a little uncertain about what would happen next.

One thing that seemed to be certain, though, was the appearance of The Joker. The Joker is one of the most famous and notorious enemies in Batman’s rogues gallery. Alan Moore’s The Killing Joke, for example, is probably one of the best Batman graphic novels and stories of all time. One of the most renowned lines in that graphic novel summarizes The Joker almost perfectly: “If I’m going to have a history, I prefer it to be multiple choice.” The Joker represents a direct contrast to Batman, which is what partially makes him so alluring and fascinating in the first place (and why he’s such a good villain for the Caped Crusader). Batman has rules, and he’s a very meticulous man with years of training. He’s very methodical and disciplined; the kind of stoic loner that depends on no one but himself. The Joker, on the other hand, represents chaos incarnate. He has no plan, he has no rules, and he’s completely unpredictable. He’s very much the polar opposite of Batman, but at the same time, he’s Batman’s arch-nemesis. So, as you can imagine, there was much buzz when it was revealed that The Joker, probably Batman’s most popular and well-known villain, was going to headline the next chapter in the Batman franchise.

Everything seemed to get a lot clearer around July 2006 when Nolan was confirmed to return as director, Christian Bale was confirmed to reprise his role as Bruce Wayne/Batman, and Heath Ledger was announced as The Joker. The film would be titled The Dark Knight, and for the first time ever for a Batman film the word “Batman” would not be in the title. It was then that fans suspected that The Dark Knight was going to be something different altogether, but we had no idea what that meant at the time. The casting of Heath Ledger as The Joker caused a huge onslaught of controversy. He was an incredibly unexpected casting choice, especially given the names that were being bandied around by fans for months and months before that. Paul Bettany, Jude Law, Christopher Eccelston, Lachy Hulme, and countless others were all heavily speculated to don the white make-up and wear the purple outfit. Name any decently known actor and you can bet he was rumored for The Joker. Lachy Hulme became notorious at the time since Bill Ramey from Batman-On-Film had all but officially stated that Hulme was going to play The Joker. So imagine the surprise of everyone when Ledger was announced as The Joker. At the time, Ledger was known for doing mainstream Hollywood fare, and he had just completed Brokeback Mountain which established that Ledger had some serious acting talent. Fans were extremely skeptical, but it followed Nolan’s reputation for looking outside of the proverbial box for characters. For those that weren’t fanatical aficionados of the comics, the casting of Christian Bale (an unknown commodity at the time) was very unconventional, as was Cillian Murphy, Gary Oldman, and the list continues. For several months, there was considerable backlash at Ledger’s casting, and fans seemed very dubious that he could pull off the role.

Heath Ledger as The Joker.

As 2006 came to a close, details on the film were exceedingly sparse. It was around this time that Nolan’s enigmatic nature solidified for us fans. One of Nolan’s defining attributes has been his reluctance to reveal any and all aspects of the films he works on. He likes to keep things fairly close to the chest, and he prefers to disclose as little as possible, allowing the audience to watch the film not having the entire story spoiled for them. It’s extremely admirable, and something I wished more filmmakers did (I’m looking at you, Robert Zemeckis). Of course, this only made following the filmmaking process even more frustrating for us fans, who were starving for any and all information on the film. However, as the New Year approached, Warner Bros. had something in store for us that would satisfy our insatiable hunger for anything related to the film. One thing that The Dark Knight introduced was “viral marketing” to the Hollywood system. Viral marketing is an immersive and interactive form of advertising that allows you to be a participatory member of the film’s production. While I’m sure it had been around before, it wasn’t until Dark Knight that a film had such an imaginatively elaborate marketing campaign. I’ll never forget the reveal of Heath Ledger as The Joker, where you had to submit your email (if memory serves me correctly) to a website, and with every contributor, another pixel was uncovered revealing more and more of Ledger as The Joker. If I remember correctly, this whole process took days, but it was just the tip of the iceberg when it came down to the film’s brilliant marketing campaign.

The viral marketing lasted for most of 2007, and it was simultaneously exhilarating and nerve-wracking for fans. For example, I’ll never forget the digital pumpkin during the month of October, and every day, it would rot more and more. Fans affectionately dubbed this pumpkin “Rory”, after the film’s codename title (“Rory’s First Kiss”). I can’t tell you the maddening experience of having to watch that pumpkin rot every single day for about a month, with each day bringing the slightest glimmer of hope that something might happen and we might see a new image or a new trailer or something. I have fond memories looking back on it now, but during that time, it was a hugely frustrating experience, but one that united us fans in always discussing and talking about the film. I think that was the most brilliant facet of the film’s marketing was that for more than a year fans were relentlessly talking about the film or participating in some viral marketing scheme. That’s why I think the marketing campaign for The Dark Knight was singularly brilliant because it kept the fans frequently thinking and talking about the film. I’ll also never forget the scavenger hunt in downtown Chicago. I was with my friend Francis, and according to the website “Citizens for Gotham”, we were supposed to meet around the Loop area. When we got there, people were handing out t-shirts, stickers and other memorabilia. We had to reach certain destinations or “check-points”, and eventually we found the Bat-signal being shined on the exterior of the Sears Tower. It was experiences like that in which I’ll never forget, and it made anticipating for The Dark Knight a really unique and amazing experience.

The Bat-Symbol on the Sears Tower.

What was also made The Dark Knight a unique experience, at least for me, was the fact that the film shot in Chicago for thirteen weeks. The previous film, Batman Begins, had shot in Chicago for only about three weeks and I was never quite able to “follow” that production as much as I would have liked. However, with The Dark Knight, I was older and “wiser”, and so for the thirteen weeks that the film shot in Chicago, I stalked that film like you wouldn’t believe. Thanks to SuperHeroHype and the advantageous people on the forums, I was able to make a site map of all the filming locations: where they were shooting and when. For three months, I was like a leech or a parasite and my host was The Dark Knight. Wherever the film went, I went. Since it was the summer, I had a lot of free time, and I dedicated that time to Christopher Nolan and the Dark Knight production.

One of my fondest memories stalking The Dark Knight production was near the beginning of filming, so around April 2007. I heard they were filming off of Randolph and Wells at a parking garage for a week. The location was notable because the crew had shot there for Batman Begins as well. In The Dark Knight, it’s the scene early on in the movie where Batman stops a meet-up between The Chechen, a Gotham City gangster, and The Scarecrow. During one of the nights they were filming, I went to the location with my friends Marla and Zelda. Security had blocked off most of the entrances, and a group of spectators had gathered outside of the parking garage trying to sneak a peek or a glimpse of what was happening. We watched for a little bit, talking to some of the people who had gathered outside of the building, and we noticed crew members leaving from a staircase within the building and walking over to the adjacent parking lot where filming trucks were parked. I was content just watching from afar, but my friends were a little more aggressive. We had managed to somehow circumvent security by entering from the side of the garage, and we bypassed one of the guards and entered the staircase leading up to the level where they were filming. We stayed there for a while, huddled in the upper section of some staircase level with a bunch of filmmaking equipment, and when we saw crew members approaching the door through the tiny window, we would scurry back to our little hideout. I remember looking out the window of the door and fleetingly thinking, “I wonder if Chris Nolan is going to come this way…”, and sure enough, only a few minutes later, a familiar looking gentlemen wearing a very impressively looking suit was approaching the door. I hurried back to my hiding spot with my friends, and as the door opened, my thoughts had materialized, as if I could suddenly make thoughts into reality: Christopher Nolan had entered the staircase. For a split second, that familiar shiver went down my spine, the hairs on my arms stood up, and my heart stopped if only for a quick moment. I was in the same vicinity as my idol, Christopher Nolan. He was literally inches away from us as he walked down the staircase. My friends pressured me into ambushing him, but I remember indignantly shouting, “I’m not ambushing Christopher Nolan in a parking garage staircase!”

The parking garage staircase where I nearly ambushed Christopher Nolan.

The moment passed, and Nolan was gone. After a while, we left the staircase, and went back to the spectator station across the street. I was shell-shocked for a few minutes after that. I was in the same vicinity as Christopher Nolan. It’s weird, because you see these people on TV or on the computer, and even though they are living, breathing people… you can’t help but think maybe they don’t exist at all. Maybe they are a part of The Matrix or maybe they are just figments of your imagination, created by the wonder of Hollywood, but in truth they aren’t real people at all. To be standing merely inches away from someone you idolize is a truly breath-taking experience and it took me a while to process what had happened. I had a similar moment sometime later that week. It was another night that I was stalking filming during the week they were shooting at the parking garage, and I had befriended two girls who were following the production as well. We had waited outside from about 10pm until 5am, when they wrapped. We were waiting for Nolan to come out so we could perhaps get his autograph or get a picture taken with him. After an exceptionally lengthy wait, Nolan came out of the parking garage with Wally Pfister and other crew members. They were just across the street from us. My heart once again temporarily stopped, and I’m sure by now it was probably getting tired of this. I could almost hear my heart telling me, “Man up and meet the man, you son of a bitch, because I’m about two seconds away from just pulling the plug on your skinny, bony ass.” I remember debating with these two girls about heading across the street and greeting Nolan, but after a while, we had determined it was probably not a good idea. Nolan had just spent the entire night working, and the last thing he probably wanted was to get accosted by some fans at five in the morning. So, rather grudgingly, we decided to leave Nolan be and just be satisfied with watching him from afar. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, this guy suddenly appears out of thin air, walks across the street, and gets his Ledger Joker poster signed by someone (a truck was obscuring our view, so we couldn’t determine if Nolan or Pfister or someone else altogether signed the poster). They didn’t even release a Ledger Joker poster at that point, so surely it must have been photoshopped. It wasn’t even a legitimate poster! In retrospect, it sounds comical, almost like out of a bad comedy or something. We had waited the entire night, but out of respect for Nolan and his crew, we decided not to walk over to him, and someone who probably had just gotten there pretty much did what we had wanted to do the entire night. I remember parting ways with the girls, who I never saw or heard from again, and it was an immensely sad departure and end to the evening. I’m pretty sure they probably blamed me for the sordid outcome of the evening, and I always wanted to apologize, but I never saw them again. I remember watching Nolan getting into his truck, speeding off, and miserably watching while the truck got smaller and smaller. It was like watching John Wayne ride off into the sunset, except in this case the sunset was actually the sunrise and John Wayne was a tall, dapper British man who likes tea.

However, I would not let that be the end. The very next day, I went back to the filming location, determined to get closer to Nolan or to end this week on a happier note. After all, it was the last day they would be filming at that location, so I figured it was “all or nothing”. With the knowledge that the security guards have a certain blind spot (or weakness in their peripheral vision), I ventured into the parking garage staircase once more with a new friend I had made earlier that evening while at the spectator station. We bypassed security, walked up the staircase, and stopped at the level in which they were filming. When I was there last with my friends, they were encouraging me to walk onto the set, but I was far too nervous. At this point, I was far more courageous, so I decided to go for it. My new friend and I had walked onto the level, and we literally saw them filming across the way. From what I could gather, I saw Nolan, Pfister, and stuntmen as both Batman and The Scarecrow. It was kind of surreal to be only feet away from Batman and The Scarecrow (who were both in full costume, I might add). We watched them for a few minutes, and then a production assistant walked on over and kindly asked us to leave. We did, and while it might have been a short-lived victory, it was an unbelievable experience. Furthermore, the evening ended on a fantastic note. That evening they filmed Batman jumping and landing atop of Scarecrow’s van. It was visible even from across the street, and it was truly something to see Batman land on top of a moving van merely yards away from you. I remember watching Batman, being played by a stunt man, land on top of the van, and then after the stunt, walk right back up the parking garage and do it all over again (and again). After that, since it was the last night they were filming, they were packing everything up. While I was waiting across the street, I swore I thought I saw The Tumbler parked on one of the levels. After waiting for a while, I was getting restless, but my patience was rewarded when I heard the grumbling sound that was remarkably similar to that of an engine (or the growl of a monster). My suspicions were correct, and The Tumbler came out of the parking garage. They were loading it on a flat-bed, and I was astoundingly close to the vehicle. At first, I was amazed at how small it was, but also how enormously loud it was. The security guards were telling us not to take any photos, but of course, being the duplicitous nerd that I am, managed to snap a few low-quality pictures on my cell phone. I mean, I was this close to The Tumbler. Did they really think I was going to let this opportunity pass without taking one or two (or three… or four…) pictures? I don’t think so.

Probably one of the most memorable experiences I had stalking The Dark Knight set was somewhere during the middle of the shoot. It was July 2007, and the production had set up shop in the Lower Wacker area for an intense vehicle chase. My friend Charles had come to visit from Florida, and we would routinely follow the production during the night shoots. One night in particular was an experience I doubt neither of us will ever forget. We were perched atop Upper Wacker with other spectators. We had a pretty good view of Lower Wacker where they were setting up the sequence. I took quite a few pictures of the Joker semi-truck which was parked right near the entrance to Lower Wacker. Anyway, later on in the evening, we noticed a Mercedes Benz pull up to the entrance. To be honest, I wasn’t expecting anyone of significance, since all of the people that had come and gone from that entrance-way up until that point didn’t seem to be all that recognizable. However, on this very night, someone of significance would happen to be getting out of that Mercedes Benz. Of all people, it was Heath Ledger. Charles and I positively freaked out, and while we couldn’t muster up anything to say out of sheer exhilaration, we did make quite a noise while we were excitedly jumping up and down. Ledger must have heard us as he looked up, gave us a wink and a smile, and then followed his assistant into the entrance and onto the set. The moment probably lasted for all of sixty seconds or less, but it was such an awesomely spectacular experience. Later that evening, Charles and I also noticed Ledger at the crafts table during the lunch break. He was casually lining up with the rest of the crew… but in full Joker make-up and regalia. It was quite amusing to see a bunch of regular people waiting in line to get food along with The Joker.

Heath Ledger on the set of “The Dark Knight”.

Speaking of Heath Ledger, I would soon be very grateful for that experience in ways that I never anticipated. It was January 2008 and I was back home in Florida for a slight reprieve. I’ll never forget this. I remember watching TV and my mom called for me. I walked on over to the home office and she told me that Heath Ledger had passed. For a few moments, I didn’t believe her. I thought it was some kind of practical joke. I remember standing still. As if paralyzed. The hairs on the back of my neck stood straight up and a chill traveled from the back of my neck all the way down to the very bottom of my body. Even when she showed me the article, I was momentarily in disbelief. It was incredibly difficult to imagine. That evening, as I discussed the news with my friends and watched the coverage on TV, the realization gradually dawned on me: Heath Ledger was gone. To be honest, I was never a huge fan of Ledger before The Dark Knight. I thought he did a very good performance in Brokeback Mountain and I remembered him from films like Monster’s Ball and 10 Things I Hate About You. However, the unexpected loss of someone so young and irrefutably talented was a huge shock to the system. It was particularly devastating after I saw Ledger’s performance in the film. It became hugely apparent that we lost someone so extraordinarily talented. There are times in my life where I’ll watch a film or observe a performance or see a musician perform and I’ll go, “I’ll never be able to even emulate the brilliance of that artist.” When I saw Ledger as The Joker, I knew I was watching something special. Something I had never seen before. I watched him, and I noticed every mannerism, every tick, and every flick of his tongue. I observed him like a professor might observe his class, and each and every time I watched The Dark Knight, I uncovered a new layer to his performance like pulling back the layers of an onion. The mark of a good artist, in my opinion, is when someone can completely lose themselves in what they do to the point where you can’t even recognize them. Heath Ledger wasn’t acting when he played The Joker. He transformed himself. He let the role consume him. He was unrecognizable. Where Heath Ledger once was, The Joker remained. It was an incredibly remarkable performance. When you watch Heath Ledger as The Joker, I dare you to see any of Ledger in that performance. You can’t, simply because Ledger absolutely lost himself in the role. That’s the sign of a brilliant artist, and Ledger was beyond brilliant. He was extraordinary… and he’ll never be replaced. He was individualistic, unique, and revolutionary. He was a true artist in every sense of the word. He created something untouchable with The Joker, and while there will be others who will undoubtedly play the role in the future, Ledger’s take will be iconic. It will be classic. Ledger put a stamp on The Joker that no one will be able to duplicate. It was wholly original, and that’s what any artist strives for, and Ledger achieved that and then some. For that, he will be truly missed. There’ll never be another Heath Ledger

I’ll never forget the summer of 2008. It was noteworthy for a few different reasons. I was back in Chicago and I was apprenticing under someone who taught me so much about film. Beyond anticipating The Dark Knight, I made my first film that summer as a writer/producer/director. Those things alone would have made my year, but getting The Dark Knight in the same summer was beyond anything I could have asked for. Similar to Batman Begins, I’ll never forget the first time I saw The Dark Knight at midnight on July 17th, 2008. I had been waiting three years for this film and I couldn’t believe I was actually sitting in the theater and waiting for the film to start. There is a surrealistic sensation about sitting in the theater waiting for a film like this to start, especially one that you have followed with much enthusiasm for so long. I remember being in a sort of catatonic state, where everyone and everything around me moved at a much slower pace. When I typically watch films in the theater, I look forward to the previews, but with The Dark Knight, I was bearing through them, waiting for the movie to start with such intense anticipation. The seconds felt like minutes and the minutes felt like hours. I remember watching films before The Dark Knight that summer, like Hellboy 2, and I remember thinking, “Well, this isn’t The Dark Knight, but soon enough it will be.” Sitting down in that theater in downtown Chicago where they shot a majority of the film, and where a year previously I was with them every step of the way was something truly special. Chicago is my home. It’s where I grew up. Now, however, with the Nolan Batman movies, Chicago has a totally new meaning for me. It’s not just my home, but it’s Batman’s home now, too. When I walk around downtown Chicago, and I see those familiar locations, a huge grin etches across my face almost as big as The Joker’s. I’ll never forget the very last frames of the film with the Bat-Pod racing toward the beam of light, the smash cut to black, and then the title. The audience clapped and cheered, but I was immobile in my seat. Sitting next to a couple friends of mine, I couldn’t muster up any sort of reaction. They immediately thought that implied something negative, like I had disliked the film or something, but I was too overwhelmed by what I had just seen to immediately have any sort of decipherable reaction. I just sat there, feeling numb, but not in the bad way. It was a good sensation. I just remember sitting there in awe. I was dumbstruck, and I couldn’t believe I just witnessed what had unspooled right before my eyes. Of course, I had just seen the film I was waiting three years for, and my first discernible reaction was: “What’s going to happen next?” It was like Batman Begins all over again. I had undergone so much while waiting for the film, and now that I had the film in my grasp, with the experience behind me, I was left wanting more. I was salivating, my adrenaline was racing, my heart was pumping, and I couldn’t wait to find out what was going to happen next. Suffice to say; little did I know what was in store for me and the legacy of Christopher Nolan’s Dark Knight.  The beginning of the end had just begun.

– Dan Marcus

Waiting for Batman

I don’t remember when my love affair with Batman first began. As far as I know, I came out of the womb with a bat-cowl, cape, and my umbilical cord was my trusty utility belt.

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Hanging out with The Tumbler during the “Tumbler Tour” in Chicago on May 24th, 2012.

From what I can recall, I remember always having the VHS of Tim Burton’s Batman, which came out a month after I was born. I still have that VHS to this very day, and I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen that film. I’ll never forget the Looney Tunes advertisement with Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck talking about Warner Bros. ball caps or the Diet Coke commercial with Alfred (“Just for the taste of it… Diet Coke! Yeah!”). I think that’s why I loved Diet Coke as a kid. I thought to myself, “Well, if Batman likes Diet Coke, surely it must be acceptable to like Diet Coke.” In my pre-pubescent eyes, Batman could do no wrong. My mother approved of this, until I started jumping off coffee tables with a beach towel and breaking circular objects because I thought a sleep-inducing toxin in aerosol form would emanate and allow me a stealthy escape from homework and chores.

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I am such a huge Batman nerd that I even get excited when I get Batman candles for Christmas.

From there, my fascination with Batman grew exponentially. Around that time, Paul Dini and Alan Burnett’s Batman: The Animated Series starting playing on Saturday mornings. I soon became infatuated with that show. Kevin Conroy and Mark Hamill had become embedded in my mind as the respective voices of Batman and The Joker. I was so enamored with the mystery, the allure, and the psychological darkness of Batman. I’ll never forget watching the animated movie Batman: Mask of the Phantasm in theaters. I’ve heard people say that kids just like flashy entertainment without any substance or meaning. I don’t buy that. Not for a single second. I think, even while young, kids are incredibly perceptive and smart. While I was watching Mask of the Phantasm, even as a kid, I remember feeling sorry for Bruce Wayne because he seemed almost burdened with this life. He made a vow to his parents after their death to strike fear into the hearts of criminals so that no child should have to endure the same kind of emotional turmoil that Wayne faced as a child. For a short moment, though, Bruce Wayne finds happiness. He finds love.  I don’t mean to spoil the story for you, but unfortunately Bruce Wayne ultimately does not walk happily ever after into the sunset. I don’t have any particular memory watching the movie, but I do remember that feeling of immense sadness that Bruce Wayne seemed destined for a life of heartache, misery and pain. At this point, you probably think I was depressed even as a child, but to be honest I had an incredible upbringing. As my mother might tell you, I was the happiest kid alive. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, I was drawn to this tragic, enduring, Gothic figure. I can’t even begin to speculate why Batman resonated with me as much as a kid. It just did.

However, if I had to guess, I would say that one everlasting quality that Batman possesses that appealed to me so much was his ability to overcome even the toughest obstacles. Even though I did have a fantastic childhood filled with happiness and joy, I did face some of my own obstacles along the way. When I was around four or five years-old, I was in an accident that forced me to remain in a body cast for nine months. I had to re-learn how to walk, use the bathroom, and other basic functions. *For the longest time, I was walking on crutches. It was during my recovery period that my mother noticed something about me that she always likes to remind me during periods of emotional or physical duress. My mother loved to take pictures, and she took pictures almost every day during my recovery period. In the hundreds if not thousands of pictures that she took in that time period, I was never once caught grimacing or scowling. As a matter of fact, even while I endured the hardship of the body cast and its consequences during that time, I was always smiling. My mother told me that I always see the bright side in any negative situation, and while Batman is an inherently dark and tragic figure, he always manages to view things from a hopeful perspective. Batman is the kind of character that should have given up a long time ago. In the comics, he loses his parents, gets his back broken, suffers the loss of apprentices, gets betrayed, and the list continues. Despite all of this, Batman manages to move forward, pushing through even though all odds are against him. Naturally, I’ve had time to retrospectively think about this, but if I had to guess, I would say Batman’s strength (both internal and physical) probably sub-consciously appealed to me in a very significant way.

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Hanging out with Magnus Rex in Pittsburgh on the set of “The Dark Knight Rises”.

For some reason, Batman has always managed to give me a sense of hope and even provided a conduit into a sense of escapism during some of my most difficult times. When I was around ten years-old, my father abandoned me. He told me, quite literally, that he could no longer be a father to me anymore. I didn’t just lose a father, but his entire side of the family as well, which included my grandmother, step-brothers, my aunt, my uncle, my cousins, and the list continues. At the time, it didn’t really bother me, but when I was around fourteen or fifteen, I started to realize the detrimental impact it was having on my life. It was around that time that I was discovering the Internet and I started posting on message forums. I was always very socially awkward (and even to this day, I still am) and when I couldn’t find people my own age that I could relate to, I looked elsewhere. I found two message forums in particular – SuperHeroHype and the TrekBBS – and during my adolescent years, while others my age were socializing and doing what teenagers do – I was sitting in my room writing long diatribes about superheroes or Star Trek.

At this point, you might think I had a lousy adolescence and maybe you’re starting to feel bad for me (or using that tissue to wipe tears of laughter from your eyes), but you shouldn’t. I would say the years I spent posting on the forums (and I still post on them to this day) were incredibly informative, instrumental and even educational. I learned a lot about writing, debating and constructively arguing your opinion thanks to those forums. SuperHeroHype and the Trek BBS have both introduced me to some of the best friends that I currently have in my life. For that, I am eternally grateful. Even while I was enduring a lot of hardships around that time, there were simple joys (like discussing my favorite topics online) that gave me something to look forward to every single day. While I was dealing with the difficulty surrounding my father, I was being bullied in school, and my relationship with my mother was being tested. It was a very difficult time, but I found solace in the people that I met online, and while at that point I had never met most of them in person, they felt more like friends to me than the people I called my friends “in real life” at the time. I’ve known some of these people for nearly eight years now, and most of them I’ve had the luxury of meeting in person, and I know these people will stay in my life forever. All as a result of my love for Batman.

It was also around this time that I was deep in discussing and searching all about the latest development on the next Batman film. After 1997’s disastrous Batman & Robin, the Batman franchise was at something of a standstill. Joel Schumacher effectively killed Batman’s future in film, and you can thank nipples, cod-pieces and neon lights for that. Totally disregard the lack of tonal consistently, bad characterization, and shoddy writing. You want to know what killed the dinosaurs? I mean, the Batman franchise? It was rubber nipples, cod-pieces and neon lights. You don’t believe me? Well, you should. *Seriously, I want you to find your nearest rubber nipple or cod-piece or neon light and personally thank it for the destruction of the cinematic Batman universe. After you have done that, you can resume reading.

For quite a few years, there was a period of time where almost nothing happened in relation to Batman’s future in cinema. There were a couple of false starts, like Wolfgang Petersen developing a live-action Batman vs. Superman movie, or Darren Aronofsky working with Frank Miller to bring to life Miller’s acclaimed Batman: Year One graphic novel. After years of development and nothing taking shape, something happened that would change everything. It would give us Bat-fans a sense of hope and renewal that we were desperately looking for. Around the early 00’s, Batman fans grew very cynical, and understandably so. The last two Batman movies were disappointments to many, and for those erudite Batman fanatics, even the Tim Burton movies weren’t faithful enough to the iconic Batman lore. I’m sure at several points along the long, winding road, fans grew restless and at many times gave up hope that Batman would get the faithful cinematic treatment he deserved. Or at least get another shot at the big screen.

Christian Bale, Michael Caine and Christopher Nolan on the set of “Batman Begins”.

On January 27th, 2003, all of that would change. After years of languishing in development hell, Warner Bros. had hired Christopher Nolan to direct the next Batman movie. At the time, Nolan was still an unknown commodity. He only had three feature-length films to his name, and only two had a wide release in the States. I remember this day very fondly, because I had seen Nolan’s prior film at the time, Insomnia, and I thought it was very good. Of course, most Bat-fans were rightfully very skeptical. Around that time, Petersen had just abandoned Batman vs. Superman for his sword and sandal epic Troy, and a spin-off Catwoman was still in development with Ashley Judd slated to appear as the femme fatale. Darren Aronofsky and Frank Miller were still working on Batman: Year One, even though it seemed very unlikely that Year One would ever get made.

However, it seemed like Nolan might finally be the man that would bring Batman back to life. Two months after Nolan signed on to direct, he hired David S. Goyer to write the script. This was exciting news. Goyer had just come off of writing Blade, which is seen to this day as the film that helped rejuvenate the comic-book movie genre. Nolan stated his intention to reinvent the Batman franchise by “doing the origin story of the character, which is a story that’s never been told before”. Nolan said that humanity and realism would be the basis of the origin film, and that “the world of Batman is that of grounded reality. It will be a recognizable, contemporary reality against which an extraordinary heroic figure arises.”

As tidbits and pieces of information would gradually leak, Bat-fans became progressively hopeful. It seemed like Nolan and Goyer knew what they were talking about. They had very clear ideas of how they wanted to approach the character, and it seemed like they were intending to be respectful of the Batman mythology. As a fan, this process was very frustrating, because with every new bit of information that would get released, the more tantalizing the wait would become. My life in the year 2003 consisted of jumping on the computer at the end of every day and looking at ComingSoon.Net and/or SuperHeroHype for new pieces of Batman news. For the most part, each day was normally a disappointment, but on the day that we did get a new tidbit of information (like an interview with Nolan where he talks about the film for maybe a sentence), it was like waking up on Christmas morning. A shiver would go down my spine and it would become the highlight of my day.

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Liam Neeson as Ra’s al Ghul in “Batman Begins”.

The casting process, for example, was incredibly memorable for several reasons. I’ll never forget when Christian Bale was announced as Batman on September 11th, 2003. I’ll always remember that day, and how vibrant and alive the message boards were. When Christian Bale was announced, it was complete and utter euphoric chaos on the boards. Some people might not remember but before “Batman Begins”, there was such a huge swell of support and demand for Bale to be cast as Batman (I will never forget “BALE DAMMIT!” for as long as I live) and when he was announced, the reaction was just indescribable. Gary Oldman as Gordon was just perfect casting. I remember when Chris Cooper was offered the role but he turned it down, apparently because it wasn’t substantial enough for him. Then Oldman was cast. I’ll never forget the picture of Oldman that was revealed where he was wearing a black coat and shirt with a short haircut and everyone thought it was a picture of him as Gordon. People were so worried.  Everyone’s concerns were alleviated when the first picture of Oldman as Gordon was released and it was just pure beauty. I’ll also never forget when Liam Neeson was first announced as Ra’s al Ghul, and then it was Variety or Hollywood Reporter that retracted the story, and he was then announced as Ducard. People were at once so excited and then so bummed when the story was retracted. I’ll also never forget the huge uproar when Ken Watanabe was announced as Ra’s and how people were saying he was “too Asian” for Ra’s. *It was actually amusing when the Neeson/Watanable casting shuffle happened because in a way it inadvertently revealed the actual twist of the movie. Speaking of casting, I’ll also never forget when Ashton Kutcher was allegedly cast as Batman for about a day or two back in 2003. That was positively horrifying.

One of the most memorable experiences being a member on the SuperHeroHype forums during the pre-release days leading up to Batman Begins was the actual leak of the script. The script leak was a pretty incredible time because to my knowledge something of that magnitude hadn’t really occurred before, and the boards were in a frenzy. It was such a unique phenomenon, and I just remember the hugely positive reaction. People were at once both surprised and elated that we were going to get such a faithful and good Batman movie after such a long dry spell and especially after the Schumacher flicks. The 2003-2004 period on the boards was incredible because I’ll absolutely never forget the experience leading up to the release of Batman Begins.

The time on the boards leading up to Batman Begins was unlike any other. I’ll never forget it. I just remember sitting in the theater on June 15th waiting for the movie to start and I couldn’t believe it was actually happening. I had been waiting non-stop for the movie ever since Christopher Nolan had been announced in early 2003, and the wait felt so goddamn long. There was a huge time before Nolan was announced, during the early Batman-On-Film/pre-Nolan days, where nothing was happening at all. However, the wait for a new Batman movie was excruciating, and the build-up and lead-up made for such an incredible viewing experience. Batman Begins wasn’t just a movie, especially for the fans and those on the boards. It was an experience.

* The sarcastic part of me wants to “crack” a joke about relating to Batman because at one point in our lives we were both physically “broken”, but unfortunately I don’t have a sense of humor.  Then again, neither does Batman.

* I refuse to accept any accountability or responsibility for the weird looks you receive at Home Depot when you defiantly ask where their rubber nipples and neon lights are.

* Those who had read the script already knew the twist of course, but I just remember thinking, “Well, at least for several of us fans, that part of the movie definitely won’t be surprising”. I actually still have the Batman Begins script that was given to me back in 2004. A well-respected member of the boards gave it to me. It was like Christmas morning reading that script.

– Dan Marcus

Blog Update

It’s been a considerable while since I’ve updated this blog (several months, as a matter of fact) but I figured now would an appropriate time to give this blog a fresh new face. Since the last time this has been updated, which was in April (hard to believe it has been that long), I’ve been keeping myself quite busy. One of the things that has occupied my time over the last several months is a short film that I co-wrote, co-produced and directed entitled Date of Loss. Actually, I have a funny story that coincides with the genesis of that film’s birth and the explanation for the decline in maintaining this blog.

In March, shortly before I temporarily gave up regularly updating this blog, I was trying to salvage one of my other short films, entitled Fallen. I had been working on that film for the better part of three years, and due to creative and professional difficulties with the producers of the film, the film was languishing in post-production hell. It had been several years since I had worked on another film, and I was devoting nearly all of my creative and professional attention on finishing the film and getting it released. After all, I made a commitment to countless people that I would release the film, and I’m not someone who ordinarily reneges on a promise. However, I was slowly realizing that working on Fallen was getting nowhere, and it was literally sucking the creative juices straight out of me, like a leech would suck blood from your skin. I had to make a choice, and toward the end of March, I made the immensely difficult decision that I would be walking away from Fallen after three years.

Now, I’m not someone who traditionally believes in the concept of fate, and by extension I am agnostic, so I am not entirely convinced by the concept of religion or faith, either. However, on the same day that I came to realize that Fallen was over, I got a call from my colleague and oft-collaborator, David Hammond.  He called me to tell me of an opportunity to contribute to a web series called That Time of the Year in his hometown of Mansfield, Ohio. The web series would deal with the concept of time, and every episode would be individualistic and allow different filmmakers and storytellers to individually but collectively contribute to the series, akin to The Twilight Zone.  He pitched me the concept for a time travel story called Date of Loss. It was a science-fiction concept about the corporate angle of a time travel story, dealing with an insurance company that deals with insuring people for time travel, which is something I had never heard of before. For the first time in three years, my creative juices were rejuvenated, my artistic senses were tinkling, and the hairs at the back of my neck stood straight up. I knew right then and there that I would be making this film. You would think that I would have become slightly cynical given what had just recently transpired with Fallen (and, on top of that, I had been previously working on a short film called Closure, until the budget fell through), but that phone call was exactly what I needed.

Fast-forward to November, and Date of Loss has been written, produced, shot and finalized. It was exactly what I needed right then and there, and for that I am eternally grateful. Sometimes all we need is a little push to get ourselves out of a bad situation or a  bad rut, and who knew that the day one door closed, another door would open. On top of that, it allowed me, for the first time in my “career”, to work outside of my hometown of Chicago. It was definitely a challenge, but one I relished, as I did most of the writing and pre-production work from my home in Chicago. However, everyday I woke up at 9am and I started immediately exchanging emails with Dave Hammond, the co-writer and executive producer of the film, and Beau Roberts, the talented virtuoso who juggled multiple roles on the film: director of photography, editor, producer as well as being the creative extraordinaire who devised the concept for the web series in the first place. Every morning gave me a newfound sense of purpose and meaning. Instead of wallowing in self-misery and frustration, I had a singular, driving purpose that propelled me from the moment I woke up to the moment I shut my eyes and fell into a quiet, peaceful slumber.

As November rolls around, and a New Year is upon us, I have been re-energized, rejuvenated, and reborn. I have a slew of new projects on my plate, including finally getting Wake to several film festivals. I am incredibly excited at the limitless possibilities and I look forward to seeing what awaits. I will be sharing several of the things that have occupied my time over the last few months, including Date of Loss as well as a documentary called The Dark Fan Rises which chronicles my experiences as an extra on The Dark Knight Rises in Pittsburgh over the summer. I’ll also be sure to better maintain this blog, and share news, information, and updates on the projects that I am currently working on.

Film review: SCREAM 4

Scream 4 **1/2

2011, R, 111 minutes

Starring Neve Campbell (Sidney Prescott), David Arquette (Sheriff Dewey Riley), Courtney Cox (Gale Weathers), Emma Roberts (Jill Roberts), Hayden Panettiere (Kirby Reed), Rory Culkin (Charlie Walker), Erik Knudsen (Robbie Mercer), Nico Tortorella (Trevor Sheldon), Anthony Anderson (Deputy Perkins), Adam Brody (Detective Hoss), Marley Shelton (Deputy Judy Hicks), Mary McDonnell (Kate Roberts), Alison Brie (Rebecca Walters), Anna Paquin (Rachel) and Kristen Bell (Chloe). Produced by Wes Craven, Bob Weinstein and Harvey Weinstein. Cinematography by Peter Deming. Editing by Peter McNulty. Music by Marco Beltrami. Written by Kevin Williamson. Directed by Wes Craven.

“What’s your favorite scary movie?” is the perennial and perpetual question asked by the serial killer Ghostface in the slasher comedy Scream 4. Getting the most important part of the review out of the way, Scream 4  is definitely not my favorite scary movie, and it probably won’t be yours, either. It’s the fourth installment in Wes Craven’s witty, satirical, often self-referential horror franchise and it comes nearly eleven years after the last installment, the not-so-well-received (and not very good) Scream 3. However, these films were conceived as a way of acknowledging the conventions of the horror genre, and playing with them, and with the chunk of time that has passed, Scream 4  has a lot to satirize in the wake of new horror icons such as the endearing Saw franchise and other horror entries like the Hostel series and the Paranormal Activity films. Scream 4  references and acknowledges the new wave of horror films, albeit briefly, but is more focused on serving as a commentary on the technological advancement of our society and the way youth culture lives their lives wanting to document every waking second. It makes fun of the characters that inhabit the world of the film, and that’s part of the fun, however Scream 4  is an imperfect balance between acknowledging what has come before and breaking ground on what will follow.

The story follows Sidney Prescott (Campbell), who returns to her hometown of Woodsboro several years after the killings, and has moved on with her life. She’s written an autobiographical memoir of her traumatic experiences and in clearly intentional serendipitous fashion, returns to Woodsboro on the anniversary of the original killings. It is there that we are reintroduced to Dewey Riley (Arquette), now sheriff, and his wife Gale Weathers (Cox) who is experiencing a bad case of writer’s block as a retired journalist. On top of that, we are introduced to a new set of characters, including Sidney’s cousin, Jill Roberts (Roberts), in a contrived and obviously obligatory familial connection in order to help bridge the old characters and the new. Jill is friends with genre buff and badass Kirby (Panetteire), and her nerdy circle of geeky film buff friends include Charlie (Culkin) and Robbie (Knudsen). There’s the obligatory moody ex-boyfriend named Trevor (Tortorella) and a bunch of other supporting characters that feel more filler than adding anything substantial or interesting to the plot. Since this is a Scream movie, people naturally have to start dying, and of course upon Sidney’s arrival exactly that happens.

Scream 4  tries to appear fresh and reverent by acknowledging Hollywood’s now standard trend of “rebooting” or “remaking” horror films (and films in general), however by admitting those conventions the film sort of becomes the very thing it is trying to satirize. Instead of acknowledging those conventions and breaking them, Scream 4  follows a very rigid, tired and familiar structure and consequently ends up appearing dated and tedious as a result. What’s worse is that the film tries to juggle all of its characters, both the existing ones from the first three films, and the handful of new ones, in an unsuccessful way that makes the film feel disjointed. Are we suppose to sympathize and follow the character journey of Sidney or instead get emotionally involved with the franchise’s apparent new lead, Jill? The film never really figures that out, and so neither does the audience. Even more so, the returning trio of characters don’t evolve or progress throughout the film, and their involvement in the story never quite clicks. They are introduced to the story in a very haphazard, pedestrian way and they are there because they are suppose to be there, but there’s never a compelling reason for why they are reunited. They are all sort of “just there”, and on top of that, none of the actors (besides maybe Cox, who feels energized throughout portions of the film) really seem to care and appear to be sleep-walking through their performances. Neve Campbell in particular seems to be medicated and gives a very cavalier and uninvolved performance.

In terms of the new characters, Emma Roberts is hardly the most inspired casting for the lead, and she never quite carries the movie the way we’re led to believe she’s intended to. Hayden Panetteire, on the other hand, actually excels in her role as Kirby, and gives the character a vivacious spunk that’s infectious and lights up every scene she’s in. At the end of the film, you’re going to wish we saw more of her as Kirby, and she’s involved in the film’s single most successful and suspenseful scene. The other supporting characters, such as Charlie and Robbie, feel like two halves of one whole. Out of the actors involved (Culkin and Knudsen) it is definitely Knudsen who delivers the more exciting and tangible performance. He imbues Robbie with that sort of moronic, sarcastic wit that makes the character very endearing and relatable. Culkin, on the other hand, feels sort of perfunctory and doesn’t quite stand-out like Panetteire and Knudsen. As a matter of fact, I probably would have preferred if Jill had been relegated to supporting cast or removed entirely, and Culkin’s character had been merged with Robbie (which also would have allowed other characters, who barely generate enough interest and come off as ciphers, more screentime to flourish). When you think about the film’s run-time, and the amount of characters we see (most of which have little to zero actual development), you wonder how a different kind of Scream 4  would have unfolded, one that kills off the existing franchise characters in the opening sequence and instead allows the new characters breathing room and time to expand and develop their own personalities and voice.

Scream 4  feels like it wants to have its cake and eat it too, by being a sequel and a reboot simultaneously, except the film feels rushed and the pacing uneven as a consequence. You don’t really “feel” for any of the characters, except a few, but by that time the film’s wrapped up and moved on. Even the characters that we’ve come to know and love don’t really “jive” like we expect them to, which results in a disappointing feeling and removes that nostalgic notion you felt when you saw them again. However, that doesn’t say that Scream 4  fails completely, because it doesn’t. The film’s screenplay, written by franchise scribe Kevin Williamson, has a few clever moments (including the opening sequence which starts off strong but sort of peters out by the end). The humor that’s been a strong and conscious element of the franchise is very present here, which makes the film entertaining when it could have been utterly boring. There are some genuine scares, as repetitive as some of them might seem, and there’s one moment in particular that works particularly well (if only the rest of the film worked as well as that single scene). Although there are a few moments that are a little eye-rolling, including the death of a character that makes very little sense and seems to veer very closely to self-parody. The Scream franchise has always relied on occasional self-referential humor, both genre-wise and within the continuity of the franchise itself, but there are some moments that feel outright silly and detract from the often tragic or scary nature of the series.

Overall, Scream 4  is an effective and solid horror comedy, however there’s a much better film hiding somewhere beneath the formulaic story, tired structure and lackluster characterization. What makes Scream 4  so frustrating, though, is that there are several elements that work in this picture. There are several characters, and actors, such as Panetteire as Kirby and Knudsen as Robbie, that really work and make the film worthwhile. However, there are even more actors that feel complacent in roles they’ve played several times before, like Campbell and Arquette, that bog the film’s potential down, including a story that seems more indecisive than confident. There have been reports and stories that Williamson’s script was rewritten during filming, and that even at one point director Wes Craven felt the film wasn’t his anymore. After watching the final product I can see how he could believe that. Scream 4  screams (no pun intended) of too many chiefs in the kitchen. The film has been messed around with too much and consequently the characters and the story suffer as a result. You’re not quite sure who you are rooting for, and the film never quite figures out what kind of story it is (Is it a reboot? A sequel?) nor which character is actually leading the story (Sidney? Jill? Kirkby…?). There’s also some missing potential to the effect of what Scream 4  could have been, and how it could have skewered with some of the conventions that it strictly adheres to. At the end of the day, you have a film that is more focused on acknowledging what came before, but being unwilling to take any risks. It feels safe, and the feeling of safety is never a good feeling to have when you’re watching a horror film.

"Scream 4", the new installment in the horror franchise.