Maybe the BBFC were wrong to give Dark Knight a 12A rating as much of the content is unsuitable for children. But this article by Alison Pearson is writen with the Daily Mail’s agenda against the BBFC firmly in mind.
From the Daily Mail:
Holy cretins, Batman, this is no family film
You’d be forgiven for thinking it’s a perfect outing for the school holidays.
Kids across the country will be clamouring to see The Dark Knight, the new Batman film.
Parents nostalgic for the Caped Crusader of their childhood might be looking forward to a superhero spoof in which the most painful thing is one of Robin’s awful alliterations: ‘Holy hounds of hell, Batman!’

Cartoon capers: The Batman of the 1960s was tongue-in-cheek…
But the days in which a punch was thrown in jest and accompanied by a cartoon Kerpow! seem as distant as Bagpuss. Nothing in this new Batman is in jest. Not even the Joker. This film is doing serious business - and, make no mistake, its business is violence.
I saw The Dark Knight on Monday; or at least I saw the bits that I could bear to watch from behind my giant Diet Coke.
Within the first five minutes, the body count was in double figures - and that was before a detonator was shoved down the throat of a dying bank manager.
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… But The Dark Knight, starring Heath Ledger as The Joker, is anything but a light-hearted romp
Soon afterwards, the Joker, played with diabolical brilliance by the late Heath Ledger, explained how he got that permanent blood-red clown’s grin.
His father had been attacking his mother’s face with a knife when he caught his young son watching with a serious expression. Dad slashed the boy’s cheeks to make sure that the kid would never look down-in-the-mouth again.
Horrifying? You bet. But, believe me, that counts as a quiet, reflective moment in a symphony of sadism.
And who can see this film? Anybody can. The Dark Knight is classified as a 12A. That means a child of any age can see it so long as they’re accompanied by an adult. For crying out loud - and I certainly did a couple of times during this film - how could such a remorselessly brutal movie get a family-friendly rating?
It’s the job of the British Board of Film Classification to protect audiences from grossly unsuitable material. Yet in its advice to consumers, the board says The Dark Knight ‘contains moderate violence and sustained threat’.
Holy critical cretins, Batman! If this is moderate violence, what the hell does the extreme kind look like?
Any board which can deem this film suitable viewing for children lacks the moral faculties to be any kind of judge at all.
The BBFC is, in effect, conspiring with a Hollywood system that spends millions of advertising dollars to pull in an audience for a film that is simply too young to see its horrors, let alone revel in them.
In 2005, when the guidelines for the 12A classification were reviewed, Sir Quentin Thomas, the president of the BBFC, said: ‘The protection of children remains at the heart of the guidelines.’

Knife victim: Brooke Kinsella and friend at the scene of her brother’s murder in Islington, North London
Having seen The Dark Knight, I simply don’t believe him.
Consider this. If Batman had climbed out of bed and walked across the room to find his rubber boxers, thus showing his Batbum, the film would have been rated a 15 - nudity being deemed far more shocking than cutting people’s throats, obviously.
Personally, I would be far happier for my children to glimpse Batman’s buttocks than to see a pencil skewered into a man’s eye, but what do I know? I’m just a mother.
To complain about violence in film these days is to mark yourself out as a sad old spoilsport who is hopelessly out of touch with what children are watching.
Then again, maybe it’s parents who are dodging the responsibility, not wanting to seem like spoilsports and letting younger siblings play with their brother’s forbidden video games.
We avert our eyes from the problem, just as I couldn’t bring myself to watch the Joker and his knife.
Yes, The Dark Knight is an exhilarating ride for those with the stomach for it; but the vision it presents is for adults only. And even that is made dangerously stylish and seductive.
The day I went to see the film, I happened to drive past the spot where 16-year-old Ben Kinsella was stabbed 11 times. He was the 21st teenager to die of knife wounds in London this year.
His killers may have thought they were some kind of cartoon masters of the universe, meting out a perverse justice, but the scruffy street corner with its altar of rotting bouquets tells a different story.
No stirring music bestowed a thrilling poetic grandeur on Ben’s last seconds. No giant shadow of a cape flitted across the sky. Nobody could save him. Especially not this Batman.
Notice how a picture of a distraught Brooke Kinsella (who’s brother was killed in a knife attack) and her friends is included to imply that films like the Dark Knight are responsible for knife crime.
This follows on nicely from newspaper reports of a mother who’s son was killed in a violent knife attack claiming the Dark Knight could fuel knife crime.
The Daily Mail is certainly taking that view further.
This article is part of the wider agenda by the Mail against the “librels” at the BFFC who “corrupt our children’s minds” by permitting them to see brutal sadistic violence.
“Consider this. If Batman had climbed out of bed and walked across the room to find his rubber boxers, thus showing his Batbum, the film would have been rated a 15 - nudity being deemed far more shocking than cutting people’s throats, obviously.”
Oh chances are the Daily Mail would get one of their hacks to write an condemnation of the BBFC for allowing children to see nudity and thus destroying their minds.