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Batman Begins

This is something a serious Batman fan like myself would need to watch. It might not be the flashy movies with really long (sometimes meaningless) action sequences, or the big films with big stars, but it definitely is a very good idea. See, one of the best superheroes who does not have special superhuman powers deserves a lot more history than aliens flying in tights and a red cape.

Come to think of it, Batman is the only superhero I know who has no superhuman capabilities and certainly relies on intelligence, martial arts, and ever so cool gadgets to get the job done. Although at some points in time, he works with others, it is so much more interesting when he's going it alone.

If you look at the character, you might want to think that he would be a great villain. If he did become a villain, he would be like what Triple H is in the wrestling industry -- very very cool, very very "powerful", and very very much hated. See, if a villain had all the attributes of Batman -- or if Batman were a villain -- it would take a lot more than the justice league to take him down. It's either that, or he could blow gotham up in a matter of hours and leave everyone else lying there to die.

I certainly thank the comic gods for not making Batman a villain -- although I wouldn't mind rooting for a villain, much like how I always root for Triple H in the WWE.

Chill...

To the other Tiple H fans: check this out if you haven't yet.

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