The legend cannot end

It was only few days back when I was grumbling about wanting to have something new in life. No, I’m not talking about a job or other ways of improving my life. I am talking about an obsession. You know the type that makes you wait so impatiently for the next episode, or the next book, or a new blog post. Once upon a time I followed Naruto. But Shipudden got me off it.  And then there was Death Note (huge fan). Then there was is the almighty Harry Potter. Man, I miss those years of waiting for the next instalment.

I wanted something new. Something I haven’t experienced yet. I need an obsession, you see. It makes my life exciting.

I am not the superhero type of woman. Though I did like Christopher Reeve as Superman revolving around Earth. But Nolan’s Batman definitely worked for me. The Dark Knight Rises was E.P.I.C.

During the first chase, when a policeman uttered, “Oh boy, you are in for a show tonight son” I gripped my seat tight.
When Batman finally appeared on his bike the audience clapped like the actual scene was happening in real life. I of course wanted to scream out of ecstasy. But the theatre is fussy about crazy stupid things. So I got back home and listened to this track and probably cracked my ear drum after the 50^th replay. But that was not enough.

When I finished watching Batman Begins last night, it gave me shivers. I had to take a moment to realize I didn’t live in Gotham. His past, his story, Christian Bale’s resolute face, the attire, the character, the hunky Batmobile – breathe – I was in a trance that fantasy alone could create. I watched the second part today morning – the Dark Knight was hands down awesome. Joker, Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent are such strong complex characters.

But now it’s over and I really don’t know what to do. Maybe the animated series?