Christian Bale’s beauty cannot be put into words, but I will try.
That which does not kill Christian Bale only makes him hotter.
Before I expound, let me state for the record that I am a fiercely heterosexual man. I have engaged one woman to marry me and spend every morning on the subway attempting to engage several others in mutual eye contact. And it’s not because I am in any way nefarious. I am loyal; I just want women to acknowledge me in some small way because I find them mesmerizing. Achingly beautiful.
(The Joker JABS)his gun in the Chechen's face. The Chechen's bodyguards REACT. The Joker's men DRAW on them.
THE JOKER And 你 know what they have in common? They're cheap.
CHECHEN You 说 你 were a man of your word. The Joker PLUCKS the cigar from the Chechen's lips.
THE JOKER I am. The Joker tosses the cigar at the pile.
THE JOKER I'm only burning my half.
The Chechen watches the money catch fire.
THE JOKER All 你 care about is money. This city deserves a better class of criminal, and I'm going to give it to them. This is my town now. Tell your men they work for me. The Joker crouches down to the Chechen's...
An insanely expensive restaurant on the Upper East Side. The decor is a mixture of chi-chi and rustic, with swagged silk curtains, handwritten menus and pale 粉, 粉色 tablecloths decorated with arrangements of moss, twigs and hideous exotic flowers. The clientele is young, wealthy and confident, dressed in the height of late-eighties style: pouffy Lacroix dresses, slinky Alaïa, Armani power suits.