
It’s strange: on surface value, The Dark Knight Rises looks very familiar. It’s got the same cold sheen of its predecessor, the same sinister ambience; but something is wrong. Gotham and its weary citizens don’t grip me the way they did last time around. Any twists that the story takes, however much they reshape the characters’ journeys, just don’t interest me. The problem is that The Dark Knight Rises is a typical example of style without substance. The Dark Knight was a rare example of a film that could pair [...]