For
all the simplicity of his smile, the Joker is actually quite a complex
creature. He has brains, cunning, technical know-how, a playful sense
of humor, and even a romantic side. He is also quite mad and has a good
schtick going. That's the most visible aspect of his character, of course,
and one that most writers dwell on with loving detail.
But if there is a
single key to his character, it must be his cruelty. He is not merely
a smiling, damnéd villain, but a Chesshire cat of grinning malice.
C. S. Lewis said the Devil does not disdain the smallest cruelty, as God
will not disdain the smallest kindness. The Joker is Batman's devil.
Who is Charlie Collins?
A nobody; a nullity; a speed bump hit during a high velocity getaway.
But the Joker will pause, turn, pursue, corner, and threaten this man
who had the misfortune to lock eyes with him on the freeway. Why? Because
it delights him. Causing pain is its own reward.
But the pain must
be savored. Where is the pleasure of a quick gulp when Collins's misery
can be laid aside and aged like a fine wine, then swirled and sniffed
before being consumed at the conclusion of a giddy banquet? So he lets
Collins go, but watches and follows him as he tries to escapeoh,
how the Joker must have enjoyed Collins's fruitless and (undoubtedly)
clumsy efforts to slip awaybefore calling in that long-delayed favor.
Naturally, the climax to his plot comes with a double sucker punch: He
calls Collins in to perform a meaningless task (holding the door open
while Harleymaking her first, and quite promising, appearancewheels
a booby-trapped cake into a policeman's banquet) and then leaves him there
to suffer an explosive fate. Sadism this sweet must be admired, so long
as you're not on the receiving end.
But back to Charlie.
This is a one-time character. He's not very interesting, but that's the
point. He's dull, plain, and ordinary. In other words, he's just like
us, and through his point of view we get an unhindered and unromaticized
appreciation of what it must be like to be the punch line to one of the
Joker's gags. Too often the omniscient viewpointthe one adopted
when it is just Batman vs. the villaindistances us from the pain
which the Batman universe specializes in dramatizing. But Collins is also
the hero of the story, the man with a problem who must finally trust to
his own ingenuity in order to escape. And escape he does, finally, by
turning round and throwing the Joker's bitter jests back in his lap.
The ancillaries of
Dini's script never disappoint either, as he deftly mixes suspense, comedy
and revelation of character. The Hitchcockian pattern of an ordinary man,
through one bad turn, falling into extraordinary circumstances and fighting
his way out, is complemented with Hitchcockian touches: Collins tries
to approach two policeman at the airport, only to be intercepted by Harley;
a police convention proves to be the most dangerous spot in the city.
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