Christopher Nolan's Batman Begins was The Godfather of superhero movies. It didn't go in for the silliness of other comic book–to-film adaptations. The plot was complex and adult, and the cast treated the material with respect; it left almost everyone with stratospheric hopes for its inevitable sequel, and the wait has raised hopes even higher. The Dark Knight is no The Godfather: Part II, but it's still miles above other comics adaptations.
TDK begins almost immediately after the end of Batman Begins, and sets quickly to work on the prior film's loose ends. Tons more plot is piled on, too: A posse of citizen vigilantes is dressing up like Batman, carrying guns, and trying to clean up the streets; a Chinese industrialist is about to launder mob money through Hong Kong; and the Joker (Heath Ledger) blows into town with a meticulous plan to create anarchy.
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Ledger seems as though he's alternating roles in a dark love scene
between Daffy Duck, Marlon Brando, and Hannibal Lecter. It's a riveting
performance, and terrifying. Some of the action sequences are gorgeous,
but others are impossible to follow. Nolan's strength lies not in
action but in emotion; he always manages to coax excellent performances
from his cast. Aaron Eckhart is as good as he's ever been as
incorruptible Gotham district attorney Harvey Dent. But Christian
Bale's Bruce Wayne, the beating heart of the first film, gets crushed
under the weight of all the flashy villainy. He lisps and roars as
Batman, like a child trying to sound scary, but it's hard to hear him
with all the eye-boggling nine-figure property damage going on around
him. 
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