As you’re no doubt aware, a few days ago a masked gunman walked into a cinema in Aurora, Colorado and opened fire, killing 12 people. The film being watched was The Dark Knight Rises, and it’s alleged that the killer was inspired — in motive and partial aesthetic – by Batman’s long-time nemesis: The Joker.
In what’s been dubbed “The Batman Massacre”, 24-year-old psychopath James Holmes will now go down in history for not only killing those poor people and injuring scores more, but also for killing, or at least attempted to kill one of my most cherished pastimes: the cinematic experience.
What is it about a mystery that makes it so exciting to read or watch? Is it the threat of a character’s death? Knowing that something bad might happen? Discovering the mystery’s source?
According to J.J. Abrams, it’s keeping the mystery a mystery.