I haven’t had a nightmare from a movie since middle school, where it seemed that every film held the awesome potential to haunt my reveries. The last villainous, murderous creep that roused me from slumber was either Dr. Hannibal Lecter or Patrick Bateman…it’s a toss up.
That was until I saw The Dark Knight. True, Heath’s performance has been much ballyhooed and touted. Yes, it was all that and more. The strongest evidence I have of the magnitude of his performance was the nightmares I had from it. I won’t get into those details but trust me when I say it was scary.
A posthumous golden man for Heath Ledger? Although too early for this film buff to start making those sorts of predictions (although I do relish the chance to say “I told you so” and “I called it in July”) based solely on Heath’s dynamo performance in my knightmare, I would say the Ledger camp can start preparing their Oscar statement. Also, please come back to this article next February and read this line: I called it in August.
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