Not
since Prometheus have I been so disappointed in an extension of a
film franchise. What has become a steadfast rule in Hollywood is that the
hype fails to match the final product, never was this truer with this
disaster of sequel. Favreau's absence in the director's chair is deeply
felt, and Shane Black was the worst possible choice as a replacement.
This film fails on multiple levels, and those are difficult to interpret
without providing spoilers so I will tread ever so lightly. First,
this movie suffers from the same affliction that the final Batman cinematic
collapse, the Dark Knight Rises, had in that the crusader moves quickly from
heroic warrior to costumed punching bag. Add to that, the lack of screen
time of the true reason you go to see an Iron Man film, the armor, at least in
whole or truly dynamic form. Second, absent in this movie is all the
endearing qualities of the first two; the humor is hit or miss, the
relationship between Pepper and Stark no longer makes sense, and the action is
so chaotic, especially in the final climactic scene that it is hard
to follow with any real detail. Third, we all know, of course, this is a
comic book film so physics and actuality can be easily manipulated,
disobeyed, or flat out ignored, but the fantasy has to make some semblance of
sense. That is not the case here as the plot devices simply do not hold
up to any form of scrutiny and the story has so many holes that it is liken to attempting
to successfully collect water with
a spaghetti strainer. Finally, like so many in Hollywood, the
film's core boils down to a blame America first campaign, which I have grown so
tired and disgusted with I can not even garner the words to protest with any briefness.
Once again proving how out of touch the LA elite are and yet we continue
to pay top dollars for their celluloid dribble. As for the cast; Downey, who has defined this character, moves
from sophisticated, sharp, and entertaining to downright goofy.
Pearce's villain is so over the top that he becomes utterly unbelievable and
silly. Even Cheadle's performance is so plastic
and clichéd it is a stark reminder of the Robinesque sidekick ala Batman
Forever. The only saving grace is the effects, which are epic in scope,
but with a script that should have been used as birdcage liner rather than
blockbuster become eclipsed. After a massively successful
collective for the Marvel Phase 1 project, I hope and pray this is not a harbinger
of things to come for Phase 2. Lastly, please don't wait for any cool
Easter eggs at the end of the credits which have become a staple of Marvel fair,
the one here is rotten. 1 out of 5 Kernels; way to end a franchise
Marvel, apparently the only chink in
Iron Man's armor was post production.
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