Batman Begins:
As idealistic DA Rachel Dawes receives a kiss her lawyer boyfriend, former child sweetheart Bruce Wayne observes from sidewalk, dressed in dingy hooded sweatshirt.
Viewer banter:*
J: That’s so sexy when a billionaire dresses like a homeless person. If I was super wealthy that’s what I would do. It’s. . . it’s like an expression of true freedom.
D: Is incarnation is an expression of freedom?
J: Yeah, maybe. Right. I like that about Jesus. I don’t buy the romance of “giving up his divinity.” I trust him more because he still is God. I like that he knows something I don’t. He’s choosing this human form, but he still has this divine identity.
D: Like, the romance cheapens the choice being made or the restraint required?
J: Right. Whodathunkit: Batman is a Christ figure.**
Batman Begins:
Wayne squats at the bottom of a cave as the sound of hundreds of bats rushes towards him. Facing his fear and accepting his fate, embracing the symbol whose form will give him his power, Wayne slowly rises as the bats circle and immerse him in a whirling black cloud.
*As best I recall. Actual speakers had more believable conversational tone.
**Actual movie did not interpret itself thus. Maybe.
This reminds me of the comment some female sex symbol made about wishing she could be thin like those starving kids in Africa… except without the flies.
I wonder what it would be like if people thought BEFORE they opened their mouths. Less interesting, I’m sure.