I grew up a comic book fan. I worked in a comic book store.
I spent countless dollars on all sorts of comic books, that
I read once and then secreted away to my white collectors
long boxes. I read comic books each and every week as much
for the story as for the sense of excitement I'd feel when
an amazing comic book ended and I knew I had to wait another
month before I could re-immerse in to the story. Thus, I
came in to Iron Man 2 scared that this, the second
book in an already strong run, wouldn't live up to the hype
of the first. That director Jon Favreau and crew would fall
victim to the calamities of sequel and ruin what had
originally been so good.
Review - Iron Man 2
I sat in a crowded theater last night, one full of techies
and slightly obnoxious geeks and smiled and chuckled and
completely enjoyed myself all the way through this big,
silly, at times intelligent super-hero film. If you've been
stuck inside a refrigerator for the last two years, Iron
Man was a film about Tony Stark, a playboy millionaire
who in the wake of a weapons accident is wounded, captured,
and must build a battery operated war-machine to keep his
ailing heart alive. Iron Man 2 follows up on that:
Tony Stark has revealed himself as Iron Man but is slowly
dying because of the battery keeping him alive. He's also
spinning in to a self-destructive spiral while being pursued
by a vengeful, electrical-whip wielding physicist and the
U.S.
military. Yes, this is a superhero film.
Yet, again, Favreau takes what could be deemed truly
fantastical material and gives it a strong realistic edge
while not losing the wholehearted fun of films about flying
men who shoot repulsor beams from their hands. Robert
Downey Jr. continues to be Favreau's greatest weapon and
every scene he's in, which sadly, is fewer than before,
crackles. He's one part fast-talking James Bond, one part
boozy, self-destructive sot, and one part thick-armed
superhero - and only an actor as good as Downey Jr. can
combine the lot and not lose a grip on his character.
Perhaps the best character in the film is Sam Rockwell's
Justin Hammer, a rebuffed nerd to Tony Stark's strapping
All-American quarterback, he uses his immense money and
power to bluster his way through the film. You imagine he
climbs in to bed at night in a puddle of self-conscious
tears, and you want to feel bad for him, but he's just
enough of a prick to let you hate him. That said Mickey
Rourke, as vengeful son Whiplash, though almost entirely
underused and sadly cast off in the end of the film, exudes
pure evil, cementing his strange comeback to the A-list of
Hollywood.
I could write and write and write about this film. About
the way that it's a film about technological wonder and the
advent of technology for peace, not war. About the way that
overuse of Gwyneth Paltrow and Jon Favreau as Happy Hogan
and Pepper Potts makes the film feel a bit like Team
Stark: The Movie. About the fact that Scarlett
Johansson is a wooden mannequin but still manages to eek out
the most amazing fight scene in the whole film. About
the fact that there's a little too much film here, but it's
so imbued with love for the material I almost didn't care.
But the most important thing to say about Iron Man 2 is
this: I found myself near the end of the film, as War
Machine (Don Cheadle) and Iron Man face off against an amped
up Whiplash, smiling huge, already excited for another film
to continue the adventures of these characters. To see what
villain they fought next, what new superhero would grace the
screen, when and where Tony Stark would start his long
downward spiral in to alcoholism. When the final frame of
film rolled, I was waiting for the "Next Month" box in the
lower-right hand corner of the page. I wanted more, and
that might be the biggest compliment I can give to Favreau
and his lover letter to the three-colored medium.
Noah Sanders is the blog/news editor at Light In The
Attic and a contributor at Sound On The Sound and
the KEXP blog. He also has his own
Criterion-based film site, Criterion Quest.
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