Trilogies just don’t get much better.
The Dark Knight Rises picks up eight years after Batman put the kibosh on all of The Joker’s “disappearing pencil” tricks and kill-me/kill-you antics. The late Harvey Dent is still remembered as a hero, Batman’s on the lam and is nowhere to be found, and Bruce Wayne is holed up in his manor while Gotham enjoys its nonexistent crime rate. Life is pretty good until some musclehead with a muzzle named Bane shows up and begins plotting Gotham’s destruction from the underground up. As his plans take shape and Wayne Enterprises starts crumbling under its investments in a potentially catastrophic form of renewable energy, Master Bruce suits up with the help of some unlikely allies to save Gotham once more…hopefully without dying in the process.
If superhero trilogies have taught us anything over the years, it’s that superhero trilogies should…
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