JANUARY SALE
Starring
Chris Evans
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You know Spider-Man? That guy from Queens , with the stuff stuck to his hands? He’s a loser.
And that’s kind of the point. He’s also got a lot to answer for. Back in the
sixties the guy was a revolution in super-hero narrative; he wasn’t a shining
Golden God with acres of unworldly powers and no discernable personality, he
was a skinny kid from the suburbs, and he needed a job, and he looked stupid,
and he happened to be a superhero. And he was a big hit. Suddenly, the everyman
had become the hero, he wasn’t something to be admired from afar but down here
with us, taking out the bins and flicking rulers and whatever we do. And he
dragged everything down with him. Culture nowadays wants its stars to look like
us, to drink like us and act like us, humble and fallible and CAPTAIN AMERICA
PUNCHES NAZIS IN THE FACE. He doesn’t have daddy issues, or identity problems,
or a tumblr account, he just single-handedly rescues Western
Europe from the Swastika Embroidery Club in an incredible display
of awesomeness and breathtaking historical-inaccuracy. Like a lot of the Marvel
movies it’s stupid and vacuous and it moves along too quickly for any real
character development, but the simple fact that there’s a genuine massive
threat makes it more exciting than Thor,
where the God who should have fought mythology itself was neutered and forced
to gurn at a camera phone. Everyone involved is impressive if slight, with
Chris Evans dropping his usual cocky-cock in favour of a simple man with simple
decency and Hayley Atwell trying to shoot her way out of the usual hole of
waiting damsel. The forties setting makes it feel like it’s own film father
than another Avengers teaser, whilst
Hugo Weaving gets his medal for playing 86,000 villains in a decade.
Everybody’s happy! It’s full of Nazis!
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