Marvel’s The Avengers blew my head off. Best to get that right out of the way. It took images that had been percolating around in my brain since age nine, transferred them directly to the big screen, no apologies, no substitutions, no holding back.
And it blew my head clean off.
But that’s okay! It’s such a great film that it then built me a new, better head to take its place.
I’m not sure, but I may now have X-ray vision!
Ah, The Avengers. A concept that worked so well in comics, but took five films before the movie was properly set up. And I must admit, I had my doubts. Was Joss Whedon ultimately too snarky, to geekishly rare a taste as director and screenwriter? Would the fact that such wildly different protagonists actually make very little sense as a team prevent the story from taking off?
Was it actually Scarlett Jo’s choice to spend Iron Man 2 not actually -in- Iron Man 2?
Turns out I need not have worried. Everyone is given an arc to follow through during the film. Every character gets at least one juicy scene to demonstrate what makes them a great character. No action is wasted. No question is left unaddressed.
That said, is it a great film?
Hmm. While only time can test the greatness of a film, I have to say it’s been a long, long time since a big budget summer popcorn flick struck me as being so gut level enjoyable as this film is. You will laugh, the jokes -are- that funny. You will thrill, the action and FX -are- that great.
You will get choked up. The emotional character moments -do- deliver.
Mainstream audiences should be sold.
But it’s with the dedicated fans that this film will really and truly resonate. Whedon, a fan himself, realizes our expectations. So he goes out of his way to deliver them.
You say you want Loki to be a big, scary, cosmic trickster, an actual threat, but still sympathetic? We get that.
You say you want the Black Widow to prove that she’s first and foremost the greatest spy living? We get that.
You want Captain America to be more than just a man out of time, you want to see him realize his destiny as the leader in body and spirit of the super-hero set? The paragon of virtue who kicks butt yet still tenderly cares for the innocent?
My word, we get that. Chris Evans is wonderful.
You say you want a Hulk who allows us to feel Bruce Banner’s isolation and pain, but also allows us the earthier thrills of seeing an unstoppable force smash all in its path?
Mark Ruffalo not only brings us that, he very nearly steals the final 45 minutes of the movie.
You say you want a classic Avengers romp with all the trimmings, but still accessible to outsiders?
Well then, folks, this film is the film your inner child never dared to hope it’d ever have. It’s nothing less than a miracle Marvel managed to pull this off, after three pretty good films, two flawed but entertaining films, and one disposable placeholder.
And it’s proven to me this: Nothing is off the table anymore. The entire Marvel universe beckons, and the utter insanity of the climax only hints at the wonders in store.
Death loving purple cosmic nihilists! Raccoons toting guns! Sentient plants! SQUIRREL GIRL!
It’s all open to us now. And, with luck, Earth’s Mightiest Heroes will be there to guide and protect us for many years more.
*******
Review by John Ellis


























