Avengers Assemble
Spandex. Lots of it.
Review
Itchy was hooked on trading comic books and playing cards in our youth,
so we couldn't wait to see Avengers Assemble. (Although we're not sure
why it's called The Avengers in most other countries... are we special
here in the UK?)
Although the plot was predictable, the cast was remarkable, this action packed film had all the ingredients to simply go down as “another” Marvel (see what we did there?), but happily it exceed all preconceptions and offered a truly impressive and unique experience.
The equation of six high profile actors and their egos should by all rights have proved an awkward disaster, but just as their civilian/superhero alter egos fused together to make one kick-ass team, so did their acting abilities, with all bringing skill and humour to the table. The special effects blew us away through the subtle yet not too flashy use of 3D, with the director thankfully relying more on the explosive and emotional grit and reliability of each hero and their monsters.
Itchy then enjoyed taking a breather after the excitement, watching the credits and quietly sniggering at the fools who left the cinema early and missed the short teaser to the next film.
However, after much deliberation Itchy has concluded that there is only one problem with this film: deciding who looked better in spandex: the billionaire playboy Iron Man, the heart-throb chiselled body of Captain America or the Nordic cold and spine tingly macho God Thor... We'll be dedicating some extra time to decide this at some point. Oh yeeeeah.
Despite the cheesy name, this has to be one of THE films of 2012 for men (Scarlett Johansson plus guns equals drool), women (Robert Downey Jr plus Chris Hemsworth plus Chris Evans equals lady drool) and everyone odd in between (Hulk equals, er... Hulk), and if the world does in fact come to an end, inside each of us will be hoping the Avengers come to save it (and sign our comic books.)
Kimmy Spreadbury
Although the plot was predictable, the cast was remarkable, this action packed film had all the ingredients to simply go down as “another” Marvel (see what we did there?), but happily it exceed all preconceptions and offered a truly impressive and unique experience.
The equation of six high profile actors and their egos should by all rights have proved an awkward disaster, but just as their civilian/superhero alter egos fused together to make one kick-ass team, so did their acting abilities, with all bringing skill and humour to the table. The special effects blew us away through the subtle yet not too flashy use of 3D, with the director thankfully relying more on the explosive and emotional grit and reliability of each hero and their monsters.
Itchy then enjoyed taking a breather after the excitement, watching the credits and quietly sniggering at the fools who left the cinema early and missed the short teaser to the next film.
However, after much deliberation Itchy has concluded that there is only one problem with this film: deciding who looked better in spandex: the billionaire playboy Iron Man, the heart-throb chiselled body of Captain America or the Nordic cold and spine tingly macho God Thor... We'll be dedicating some extra time to decide this at some point. Oh yeeeeah.
Despite the cheesy name, this has to be one of THE films of 2012 for men (Scarlett Johansson plus guns equals drool), women (Robert Downey Jr plus Chris Hemsworth plus Chris Evans equals lady drool) and everyone odd in between (Hulk equals, er... Hulk), and if the world does in fact come to an end, inside each of us will be hoping the Avengers come to save it (and sign our comic books.)
Kimmy Spreadbury
