Why so serious??

So you might have gathered I saw The Dark Knight. I am not a big fan of super hero or action movies as such, but since everyone seemed to be raving about it, I decided to go ahead and see for myself what all the fuss is about. And did I surprise myself or what? I totally loved the movie. Apart from the awesome direction,costumes,dialogs and everything, it was Heath Ledger who made the movie worth watching. I agree I cringed during the gory blood-on-the-teeth scenes and couldn't watch two face in the beginning,I kinda got used to it after a while.The most difficult part for the next movie would be for the actor who would play The Joker to live up to Ledger - The lip twitch, mannerisms, psychotic eyes, everything.
I also found that Batman wasn't much of a stranger to me after all. Given that when he was a kid my not so little brother wanted to be Batman when he grew up. There was this one day, he was very vocal about not liking his name, Nana asked him if he had a choice what he would like to be named, and without batting an eyelid he replied 'Batman'. Till he was about seven, every birthday card and gift for me would be complete with the batman logo at the bottom, drawn out with his kid handwriting.
Don't miss the movie. And this is coming from someone who almost never watches action or superman/spiderman and all that jazz. So it really must be good! Oh, and white is definately Christian Bale's color. Makes him look even more gorge. Which might explain why when he isnt in the Batman garb or in a suit, he's always in a white shirt, save one 30 sec scene where he's wearing green.
In the other news, I finished 'Unaccustomed Earth' by Jhumpa Lahiri. I have read her previous books 'The Interpreter of Maladies' and 'The Namesake'. Her writing is pretty much the same as her previous books, trying to bring out the stark reality of Indian immigrant life. The only difference is that in this book, she talks about second generation Indians in America. The sons and daughters of the Indians who have settled here,called ABCDs(American Born Confused Desis). As I said before, I always feel that these authors talk only about the bland side of life. Why cant they write about happy things? Its not like everything that happens here is all monotony and gray. When I'm reading I go through these weird thoughts, and the story doesn't do much to make me feel better. Its like reading in black and white.
Right now I'm reading two books at the same time. (I know, I tend to do this a lot). One book for the bus and travel and one for at home. 'The Catcher in the Rye' by J.D Salinger and I just finished 'The Vine of Desire' by Chitra Divakaruni last night. Her writing is getting better with each book.I felt this one is more deep than the others,she defines each character more and was able to portray the different emotions one might have at different points of time in life.
I'm totally loving Salinger. I remember reading 'Franny and Zooey' long back at home. I think it's one of Nana's books and I read it in class 10. I don't remember much of it now and I need to read it again.
I'll start with The Inheritance of Loss in sometime and will keep you posted!