I was never a fan of Batman before the 1989 Tim Burton feature. I never read the comics, and the TV show was so campy that even 8 year old me couldn't completely embrace it. I was not very excited about a new Batman movie coming out, but I remember everyone else seemed to be. Somehow I ended up seeing this the day before opening day (with Diego Bagatell I'm pretty sure) after a day of hanging out at Piedmont Park. Why I went to an apparently sneak preview screening of a movie I wasn't even excited to see, I don't remember. But I do remember loving it.
The screening was at Hoyt's Midtown 8, later to become United Artists' Midtown 8, where I worked from 1996-1999, and now Landmark Theatre's Midtown Art Cinema (which is essentially the same shitty theatre, but now with tacky carpet, more froo-froo concession options, and a somewhat more discerning programmer, which I guess gives them license to call it an "art cinema."
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