And the movie season is off to a less-than-stellar start. Which is not really all that surprising, I guess. The first Iron Man flick took audiences by surprise, after all, so this one falling a little flat isn’t really too disappointing. One good Iron Man movie is one more than I ever expected to get. The prospect of getting a good Whiplash movie, too? Come on…
And really, I think that’s a big part of IM2’s problem–Iron Man is a B-tier super hero with a C-tier rogue’s gallery…and yet they chose to pit him against an F-tier thug. Ask any comics fan who would be a good villain for an Iron Man movie, and you won’t find one who would’ve said Whiplash before the first pictures of Mickey Rourke hit the net. And yeah, they duded the character up as best they could, gave him a decent backstory. But still. Whiplash, dude.
And you know, on the subject, the Black Widow’s never been that interesting either. She’s pretty much a gray jumpsuit with a short haircut. You expect her to be a seductress, but she hasn’t been for most of her 40-plus year run. And, Scarlett Johanssen’s hind end notwithstanding, she doesn’t really serve that role in this flick either.
I get that they wanted Tony to carry this flick, much as he did with the first one. But damn–give the guy something to do. All I remember about IM2 were the hundreds of subplots, none of which were especially compelling, and my sitting there waiting (fruitlessly) for them to give us some hint that the Mandarin might still be on his way. Sigh…
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