Movie Night: Iron Man

Year: 2008

Director: Jon Favreau

Production Company: Marvel Studios

Leads: Robert Downey Jr., Terrence Howard

hi-res-domestic-poster-iron-man-879214_864_1280In the run up to seeing Iron Man 3 in the near future, Little Satis and I decided to revisit the current series of Marvel films in their chronology, and it all starts with Iron Man. There’ve been so many superhero movies since then – both in and out of the Marvel universe – that it’s hard to recall just how exciting Iron Man was when it came out five years ago. In those past five years Marvel have released The Incredible HulkIron Man 2ThorCaptain America: The First Avenger and of course The Avengers. Outside of Marvel, D.C. have had their go with WatchmenJonah Hex and Green Lantern, but Marvel have accomplished something extraordinary by linking these six (now seven) films in a coherent string, with cameos, crossovers and S.H.I.E.L.D. lurking always in the background.

This was evident even in Iron Man, because although the plot and events center firmly around Tony Stark and his redemption, the hints at a larger world are already there with Agent Coulson trying to get Pepper Potts‘ attention early in the film, with no other background or reference to who he is or what he wants. This isn’t recapped at all, instead being left open to interpretation and follow-up, which becomes increasingly important throughout the series of films. It was a stroke of genius, really – had the movie failed, the subplot with S.H.I.E.L.D. was insignificant enough to be ignored; having succeeded, it opened the door to a multi-branched world of superhero movies that are all interlinked.

That being said, none of this was known when Iron Man was first released, and the film is more than able to stand tall on its own merits. The very opening is startling; it has all the tension of a war movie, and indeed the battle in which Tony Stark is captured is gritty and realistic. The neat polish of a typical superhero movie is absent: there are no capes, no perfect hair, no clean-cut bad guys out to rule the world. From the outset, we are introduced to a character who, on several levels, spends the entire film fighting against himself, and this theme dominates the story itself.

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Tony Stark: captured, bound, injured and defiant as ever.

Tony Stark is about as far from the humble, down-to-earth alter-ego that we have come to associate with superheroes. Even Bruce Wayne, with his lavish and decadent lifestyle, is a saint compared to Stark, whose arrogance and supreme confidence make him one of the most unlikeable protagonists ever. Robert Downey Jr. portrays this as only he could, throwing his all into the multi-billionaire playboy role as though it were his own (perhaps it is). The only redeeming features are the facts that, for all his arrogance, Stark is usually right and deep, deep down his heart’s in the right place.

His capture, torture and escape from radical terrorists is, of course, the life-changing moment for Stark, and Iron Man actually takes the surprising route of having these events affect him as exactly they should: making him reevaluate his life and his goals, and the purpose of his entire existence. It would be all too easy for a character as self-obsessed as Tony Stark to come out unaffected – “of course I’d survive” – but the filmmakers were brave enough to actually go with the obvious.

The showdown between Stark and Stane.

The showdown between Stark and Stane.

Nonetheless, Stark continues to struggle with the lifestyle he enjoys and the new ideals he wants to uphold, and this kicks off the true conflict of the movie between himself and the man who runs his own company, Obadiah Stane. This is the internal strife externalized, as Tony ends up facing down his old friend in a mechanical suit inspired by, and distorted from, his own original designs. Even a machine that was built first to protect himself and then to protect others ultimately has the power to destroy, and in endeavoring to stop his company from producing weapons he inadvertently creates the most powerful one yet.

Iron Man bucks the trend of superhero movies in a number of ways, from the extroverted protagonist to the unconventional world-ruling villains, and the ending is no surprise; who else but Tony Stark would come out and actually tell the world he’s Iron Man? Talk about breaking superhero rule number one!

Ultimately enjoyable, Iron Man was a surprise in a number of ways, capturing a depth that had been missing from so many superhero films up to that point. It was a huge success, spawning an ongoing series of related and semi-related sequels, and was for Little Satis and myself a top class film.

★ ★ ★ ★ ★

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Thought of the Week (Late): They Ruined the Movie

star-trek-2-into-darkness-posterI just went to see Star Trek Into Darkness today. I will say that I still don’t particularly understand the title reference unless it’s purely poetic, but it was a good movie. Full of action, laughs and tears, with a near overload of Star Trek references for the geeks (myself included).

There’s a lot about the movie that I won’t talk about because I don’t want to spoil it, but there are some scenes and things that occur that were genuinely shocking to me. And not because of their import in the world of Star Trek (although that, too, is a factor), but because I genuinely didn’t expect it. I had not been prepared beforehand; it had not been in the trailer.

And I loved it.

Take a moment to watch the trailer for Star Trek Into Darkness. It’s riveting, as of course all good trailers are. It introduces our characters: Kirk, Spock, McCoy, Scotty and the gang, and the bad guy – that guy from Sherlock. It sets the tone (dark, obviously) and features back-to-back sequences of explosions and stunts, interspersed with the slow-downs of momentary reflection. Ultimately, here’s what we know: a madman is on the loose and Kirk et al. are off to stop him. Along the way buildings get blown up, people get hurt, there’s a shot with a giant shadow-Enterprise, and a tantalizing shot of a spaceship crashing headlong into the ocean.

I can now safely tell you that you don’t know half of the movie.

Sadly, not all movies are like that these days. As we waited for the feature to begin, we quite naturally sat through some trailers for new, up-and-coming movies. Among them were World War ZAnchorman: The Legend ContinuesThe Lone RangerEnder’s Game (yeah, did you know they’re making a movie out of that?) and Elysium. Of those, the one I know the least about – and am therefore the most excited to see – is Anchorman.

Compare that to The Lone Ranger.

Now let me tell you about it. A city man returns to his home in the West, where his brother is a sheriff. He’s soon deputized, only to be ambushed by bad guys and witness his brother’s death. Rescued by a very odd native american, he learns to hide his identity to seek revenge for his brother’s murder, only to find the bad guys aren’t quite what they seem. It turns out it wasn’t a random ambush, but the very lawmakers themselves that killed his brother, in a conspiracy to smuggle some kind of valuable ore (coal, maybe?) and make a fortune out of it.

All of that, from the trailer. I didn’t look at IMDb, honest. I’ll ignore that it’s based on a previous premise, because I haven’t seen that either.

The days of the trailer as a medium of art is nigh at an end. Once, movie trailers were like this:

What a masterpiece. Every element of the story is in there, from the characters to the plot and the inevitable deaths to the tone and style set by the dark lighting and high, atonal strings. But it’s structured in a seemingly random sequence so that so one part can be associated with another. It’s not linear. It hints at a story, without actually telling it.

Here’s another fantastic trailer from the past:

What do I know? Nothing, except it’s about aliens and I’m going to crap my pants.

I’m well aware of the dangers of cross-comparison. The Lone Ranger isn’t Alien. It isn’t Psycho. It isn’t even Wild Wild West (actually, it is, but at least …Wild West‘s trailer didn’t give the entire story away). It isn’t a horror movie. It isn’t sci-fi. To be honest, it probably isn’t even a western. From the trailer, it pretty much looks like another excuse for Johnny Depp to do his thing (though I will admit that I find his thing rather enjoyable).

Here’s the thing. Every movie – every story, for that matter – needs to have a ‘reveal’: a moment in the plot where you say, “Wow – I wasn’t expecting that!” I got that with Star Trek Into Darkness. Several times. I got that with Psycho when I first watched it. Hell, I even got it with Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan. But I very much doubt I’m going to get it with The Lone Ranger. Much like I didn’t get it with the plethora of sequels to Pirates of the Caribbean. Nor did I with Captain America: The First Avenger. Or with (I hate to admit it ’cause I really liked the movie) Juno. And a score of others.

It’s in the nature of storytelling: you don’t give it all away, or no one will come to watch the damn thing in the first place! Actually they probably will, but that’s just even worse.

Sigh. Here’s to movies I don’t know everything about before I go to see it.

Oh, and don’t even get me started on movies that are based on absolutely anything but original ideas. Can you believe they made a movie out of rock ’em sock ’em robots?

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Movie Night: The Mask of Zorro

Year: 1998

Director: Martin Campbell

Production Company: TriStar Pictures

Leads: Antonio Banderas, Anthony Hopkins

The-Mask-of-ZorroThe Mask of Zorro is one of those delightful film that really doesn’t require any effort at all on the part of the audience. It’s the epitome of a blockbuster: tragedy, comedy, famous actors, plenty of action, mandatory explosions, and a plot that is simply silky smooth.

What happens? In a nutshell, Don Rafael Montero is the cruel dictator, forced out of California as it tries to assert its independence. Zorro of course intervenes, and Don Rafael tracks him back to the home of Don Diego de la Vega, puts two and two together, and tries to kill him. Instead, Diego’s wife is killed, he’s captured, and Don Rafael takes his infant daughter as his own.

Fast-forward twenty years, and Don Rafael returns from Spain as the savior of California as it falls under attack from the Mexican army. Old Zorro escapes, finds Alejandro, trains him to be young Zorro, and the stage is set for a plethora of escapades and adventures, culminating in the double battle of Diego against Rafael, and Alejandro against Captain Harrison Love, who killed his brother.

The honest truth is that, like so many blockbusters, the plot really doesn’t matter. What matters are the laughs, the gasps, the awws and the cheers; the sword fighting, the explosions, the love interest and sexual tension that’s never quite relieved. Anyone remember this scene?

There are a million and one things wrong with it (never mind continuity; how exactly does one cut a dress from a person with a few swipes of a sword and not at the very least nick them?), but it just simply doesn’t matter. It’s fun.

And therein lies the genius of the movie. It’s a feel-good film. You come away with the sense that you’ve spent the past two hours of your life well, because you enjoyed yourself. Never mind that you could have been watching something with substance, like…like…well I can’t think of any Westerns with substance, but you get the point. It’s the ultimate switch-off movie, a wild west version of a Die Hard movie (and infinitely better than Wild Wild West, as it happens).

Little Satis, of course, loved every moment of it, bar the smooching, and spent the following two days flying around the house with a cape and a stick, brandishing it at us every chance he got. He enjoyed it; I enjoyed it; time well spent.

What are your favorite thought-free blockbusters?

★ ★ ★ ★ ★