With Richard Donner’s Superman still a few years off from transforming comic cinema into a legit and lucrative genre, letting the audience in on the gag and addressing its protagonist’s more antiquated elements would have been a wise move. But outside of pausing every so often to superimpose a gleam across Ron Ely’s peepers or randomly announce a new, heretofore unknown talent of Doc’s, Doc Savage: The Man of Bronze does little to deconstruct its parent property or its contemporaries in the world of crime-fighting fiction. Producer George Pal took a chance on a big-screen throwback.
So who would take on such a hot potato and risk everything to bring The Avengers to the big screen? Who has the expertise of pulling together a group of miss-matched characters and forming them into a fighting force? Who has the support and the knowledge of these fanboys and girls, to keep them happy? None other than the geek god himself, Joss Whedon. However, with great power, come great responsibility; so does he pull it off and bring the culmination of these 5 films together and bring a movie that the fans deserve and want?
“Superheroes? In New York? Give me a break!”
Every successive Marvel adaptation seems to be compelled to up the ante by treating us to a pyrotechnic display while guys in mechanical suits punch the hell out of the villains. Er…having said that, Ant-Man is a movie where a couple of guys in mechanical suits punch the hell out of each other but, just in case we have become a little jaded by that particular spectacle, this movie at least attempts to send itself up.