“LOOK AT ME!” This line brought an instant chill in the spine. The scene wherein a video was being played showing the Joker interrogating his captured Batman wannabe, his voice suddenly turned from that of a comical maniac to a horrifying demonic roar. Where it the filmaker’s intention of injecting a gory vocal tone to fully sound a wicked personae, they made it good. Otherwise, much to the viewer’s expectation of a gloomy Batman sequel, The Dark Knight is more of a presentation of evil and darkness, subliminally.
Everybody knows, the Dark Knight is a leap from the loonies that contaminates all past Batman episodes of Tim Burton. Jack Nicholson’s the Joker seemed more like a glam-rock musician persistent on being a nefarious villain with his Joker-laughs all carved out exactly from DC comics. Its all too entertaining. In contrast, Heath Ledger’s portrayal abandoned every comical aspect of the original character. The scar of a severed mouth, the network of greasy hairs and the incubus in his glare. Nothing is humorous now. The mask alone clearly dictates subconsciously that the flick was not meant to entertain, but, to disturb. Its getting a bit convenient to believe that Heath Ledger may have really “gave” his life for this role. The mask, plus his amazing performance equals a colossal character coming into lifeform. He not only filled the Joker’s shoes but he made it come alive, effortlessly. He’s so natural that it would be valid to ask if Heath’s still inside himself. A perplexing and baffling experience, like viewing Appollyon right in your face! And if rumors are right that his so-called mysterious obsession for the Joker’s role eventually lead to his untimely demise, he nontheless deserves a standing ovation. Why so serious, son?!
While the Joker manifests the effigy of all things evil, the cape crusader is no less diabolic. The Dark Knight presents a blatant revelation of Batman’s true color never before seen in all previous episodes. The Knight of Darkness. His silence as he listens while the Joker, hanging upside down the building,lectures him about freaks out of the two of them and the dragging down of Harvey Dent to their “level”, is a clear admission of guilt. The vigilante of law and order he’s not. But rather, the stimulant of mass slaughter and the auxiliary in the quashing of moral and ethical values. Pries on people’s lives, blasts properties and operates non-conventionaly. That’s why he finds it difficult to rid of the Joker given several opportunities to end the clown’s existence. Because both exists interactively. The naked agent of chaos and the cloaked master of pandemonium.
So as the Joker’s depiction brought the feel of evil and malevolence,(the mask makes Marilyn Manson seemed like a lamb) Batman’s own demonic hoarse voice and the wicked sonar eyes plus the gaining prominence of the horns, created a spectacularly terrifying infernal ambience from start to finish. Chris Nolan indeed achieved the idea of creating sequels bigger than the last. He departed from the usual concept of Batman tomfooleries and on to a more hellish mood of violence and gloom and an introductory sense of the netherworld. In the end, the Joker emerged victorious.