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And yet, when I watched the movie this week, I noticed with dread it was aging before my very eyes. The last time I saw it was some four years ago. It had been untouchable still, then. Now, it became obvious this was a film of almost twenty years old. A painful realisation, since in my mind it stood for a modern Batman of the darkest possible tone and expression. Yet, when looking at it today, it's almost as clumsy and comical as the Adam West version was. Sure, certain scenes haven't lost their impact. The destruction of the Axis chemical plant, the birth of the Joker, the who-do-you-trust parade and the bell tower climax; they're all still as masterful as they were then. But what's in between is often appalling. Vicky Vale and her endless screaming, the stunted romance plot, the willy-nilly narrative, Joker's horrible quips and one-liners... it's as musty and stale as day-old bread.

In conclusion, it's about time for a new Batman movie with everyone's favourite criminal jester. After twenty years, let's see what a modern day Batman can truly do with his most ancient nemesis. I'll be waiting with baited breath, silently hoping it'll have as great an impact on me as that one single movie had all those years ago.

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