*The Dark Knight Rises (PG-13)
There are no heroes here.
This may be the darkest, the grimmest, the most depressing summer popcorn movie ever. It is not summery. It is not popcorny. There is no adventure here. There is no escapism. There is only grinding reality to be endured in the harsh mirror it holds up to us in the audience. For there can be no mistake that the people of Gotham are us, we 99 percent huddled in the dark and frantic for a hero we will not find.
In Christopher Nolan's first Dark Knight film, Batman Begins, Gotham was a clearly fictional place — oh, inspired by New York City, no question, but the Gotham skyline was emphatically a fantasy. Here, there is no longer any pretense: The iconic buildings and bridges of the Manhattanscape are not disguised or altered. That is Fifth Avenue, symbol of luxury and wealth. That is Wall Street, symbol of excess and greed.
Who occupies this city? The 99 percent are janitors and delivery guys who are ignored and pass invisibly through halls of power. They are a cat burglar, Selina Kyle (Anne Hathaway), who steals from the rich because it's a good way for a clever girl to make a living. They are the idealistic young cop John Blake (Joseph Gordon-Levitt), whose romanticism will be shattered as he confronts the realities of his hero, police Commissioner James Gordon (Gary Oldman).
Gordon is on the other side: He has been abetting the elevation to City Savior of district attorney Harvey Dent and the demonization of the Batman, who took the fall for the crimes and sins of Dent at the end of The Dark Knight. And of course there's billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne (Christian Bale). He has now turned recluse, but over the course of this beautifully bleak story, we will learn that even hidden away in his stately manor, he wields power, and that he likes to play god.
What happens in such an unfair world? Enter a villain, the masked Bane (Tom Hardy), who takes advantage of those who have been taken advantage of. It takes only a little mass blackmail before Gotham is on Bane's side, and despotism descends with the hurricane force of inevitability.
The peasants of Gotham become a citywide mob, following a madman because it sounds like he understands them. It's authentic French Revolution time. Nolan has said Rises was inspired by A Tale of Two Cities ... except here, the two cities are merely the two sides of Gotham.
Two sides of a coin, too, are the Batman and Bane. They are physically and, in some ways, philosophically matched, garnering mythic power from their anonymity — "No one cared who I was until I put on the mask," Bane notes bitterly — and from their steadfast adherence to a certainty about what's "right" for everyone else. And around them, men die willingly and worshipfully for Bane, and lie willingly and worshipfully for the Batman. The cult surrounding both of them is chilling.
This is a dysfunctional world that cannot continue, and yet it seems intractable. The cast is altogether extraordinary, carrying a weight of tragic, unavoidable destiny throughout. They make a dark movie for our dark days even more gloomy, and less dismissible as mere "entertainment." This is a beast of a film ... a beast that has us all in its red and rageful glare.