Aeronautic Primates and Other Delights

Something happened in the last couple of years where I've started tearing up, sniffling, or downright crying at the drop of a hat while watching media. I've always had a soft gushy spot for family moments -- parents reuniting with children, emotionally-distant fathers finally admitting how much their offspring means to them -- but now it seems like a week doesn't go by where I don't at least feel that odd prickly sensation rise around my nose bridge.

Just this weekend, it happened a bunch of times times. I was watching Batman Begins, specifically the scene where Bruce's parents are shot and I just started getting blubbery... then they cut to Jim Gordon talking to Bruce and he reaches out and touches the kid and I just *lost* it.

I had a misty moment in an episode of Fringe where Walter expresses his love for Peter (when Peter's not even in the room).

Then, echan was watching Suits and I was half-attentive and there was a freakin' car commercial where a father drives off-road to share a rainbow with his daughter. I had a few sniffles and maybe a little wetness around the eyes.

I dunno, is there something about heading into your thirties that makes you extra-sensitive to emotional moments or am I just a big gooby softie?

I should probably carry some tissue with me on emergency reserve at Vividcon.

Saw The Dark Knight on IMAX tonight, thanks to quick typing skills in getting freebie tickets online.

Quickly, unexpected Jessica Harper late in the movie in a minor role.

That out of the way...

OM-FREAKING-GOD. Heath Ledger. OMG. This is everything the Joker should be. Just... brilliant. Absolute anarchy and madness. Brilliant.

Also, I feel like I just came out of two movies and that's a good thing. There's so much packed into the 2 1/2 hours here that it's hard for me to not just babble it out. I mean, this is... epic but it's also gritty and so very Gotham.

One minor nitpick, which I'll put behind a cut...

( nitpick! )