Perfection: How I Got to Go to the World Premiere of The Dark Knight - Page 4

With knees knocking and breath short, we made our way past four, five, six sets of security guards, all flanked by bigger and flashier TDK posters. Since we weren’t going to the Imax presentation alongside all the big-wigs — the best luck can only land you so far — escalators landed us on the top floor, and, after my first movie theater wanding, our seats were taken. Bordered by Ethan Hawke and an actor from Gossip Girl — making my certain special someone’s night — the titillated crowd buzzed the air with anticipation. Tonight was the night. The world premiere. And I was there.

I won’t go into detail about the nuances or the symbolism of the film. As shown by my complete exhaustion following the exit of the theater, the entire experience completed every sort of hype I could have imagined. The film was that good. But dissecting what made it far and away the best Batman film thus far is another discussion for another day. Now, I will simply revel in my fortune, and hope that everyone will attain a moment, a day, and event like this.

In an unfortunate twist, I know I’ve reached my zenith, and, to quote the sneering, leering, eerie(-ing?) Joker, “There’s no going back.” Unless I’m cast as the next Dark Knight, any future experience with a Batman flick will fail to surpass my experience last Monday.

But if that’s the worst complaint I have, then I can’t really complain, can I?

The night, the atmosphere, and the experience were all perfect.

The audience, the circumstances, and the movie were all perfect.

My memory, my company, and my life are all, unequivocally, perfect.

Article Author: Casey Michel

Casey Michel is a Returned Peace Corps Volunteer from Kazakhstan.

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