REVIEW: The Flash

Having nothing else to do on Wednesday and not much capacity to do anything but watch TV, I went on “Max” to check out Ezra Miller in The Flash, just to see if it was AS bad as everybody said. And it’s not that bad… but it sure ain’t that good.

The movie starts with an amusing interlude with Batman (Ben Affleck) and Wonder Woman (Gal Gadot) pursuing criminals while they set The Flash (Miller) to save civilians from the property disaster the crooks set off as a distraction. It’s good, but the part where The Flash has to save eight babies (and a nurse, and a therapy dog) from falling out a skyscraper looks less like an ingenious use of superspeed and more like Adam West running an obstacle course to get rid of a bomb.

But Barry Allen’s other motivation besides being a superhero is to try to get his Dad out of prison. As a boy, Barry’s Mom sent his Dad to the store to get a can of tomatoes for dinner, and when he came home, he was found with a knife in his wife’s chest. Working with the Central City Police and secretly supported by Batman through Wayne Enterprises, Barry gets footage from the grocery store but it fails to give his Dad an alibi. But, Barry has learned from his power stunt in the Justice League movie that he can break the lightspeed barrier and travel spacetime. And of course, he tells Bruce Wayne (Batman) his idea, of course Bruce warns him about “The Butterfly Effect” and of course Barry blows him off. He tries to change the past on only the smallest level: He goes to the grocery store when his Mom first visits and plants a can of tomatoes in the shopping cart so she won’t forget it, so that Dad won’t be gone when a stranger comes by the house. And it works: Barry sees his Mom and his Dad together again, safe and sound. But he doesn’t realize that he hasn’t changed the past, he’s created a parallel timeline where there’s another Barry who’s about to visit his parents too.

For the sake of distinction I will henceforth refer to him as “Stoner Barry.” Stoner Barry has all the goofiness of regular Barry but none of the intellectual depth. See, this version of Barry didn’t see his Dad go to prison for a crime he didn’t commit, so he wasn’t motivated to develop a career in police forensics. That’s another point Bruce made to Barry in their conversation: “Our scars make us who we are.” (Also, our scars remind us that the past is real.) As it turned out not only did Barry go back to the point at which he would have gotten his powers in a lab accident, this is about the same time that the Kryptonian force under General Zod (Michael ‘I’m Only In It For The Money’ Shannon) came to demand the appearance of the last Kryptonian on Earth. So apparently deciding he hasn’t done ENOUGH damage to the timeline, Barry takes Stoner Barry to the police lab to repeat the incident that gave him the Speed Force, except that when he does so, lightning strikes him and then Stoner Barry so that Barry loses his powers but Stoner Barry gets them. So now Barry has to be the rational adult trying to show this goofball how to use his powers and the speedsuit.

In his web searches, Barry realizes that Victor Stone is not a cyborg in this timeline and Aquaman and Wonder Woman don’t even exist. But Stoner Barry’s roommates tell him Batman is real, he’s just been in retirement for years. So the two Barrys take a taxi to the dilapidated Wayne Manor and get in a fight with an old martial-artist hermit who turns out to be – Michael Keaton.

In not too much time, the boys convince this Bruce Wayne to shave his hair and beard and put on the rubber Batsuit again. They trace the location of the Kryptonian refugee to a prison in deep Russia, break in and instead of Superman they see an apparently starving young girl. Barry insists on saving her. She is, of course, Kara Zor-El (Sasha Calle), kept for examination by the Russians under kryptonite lasers and deprived of sunlight. Of course, Batman gets the team to the surface, and she immediately begins to kick ass.

Batman, Supergirl and Stoner Barry all work together to (eventually) restore Barry’s Speed Force, and the four heroes fly out to where the Kryptonian forces are fighting the US Army in the desert. And this leads to much CGI ass-kicking and stuntwork, but with only one Kryptonian against dozens, the fight is against the heroes. Batman is killed and Zod stabs Supergirl, injecting her with a probe to harvest her DNA as the basis for a program to terraform Earth to Krypton standards, which will kill all existing life.

The two Barrys go back to the time nexus to rewind things to the middle of the fight and change events, but it doesn’t work: Batman is saved (temporarily) but they can’t stop the Kryptonians from taking Supergirl. Eventually Barry realizes this is the fixed event he can’t avoid, and he needs to give up. And Stoner Barry, who has been brought all this way for nothing, refuses to accept this, and won’t let him leave.

This conflict causes the various multiverses to begin crashing in on each other, and at this point the audience sees a whole bunch of crossovers, including George Reeves, Christopher Reeve AND Helen Slater, Adam West, and the Hair Club For Supermen Nicholas Cage, FIGHTING A GIANT SPIDER.

Strange, in the middle of all this fan service, given that DC obviously doesn’t care about paying actors for using their likenesses with cheap CGI, they didn’t bring in Grant Gussin from The Flash series on CW. (After all, Miller did appear there once.) But that probably would have been an unfavorable comparison. Gussin’s Barry may have been an overbearing do-gooder much of the time, but he was a real four-color hero and not a schlemiel.

In any event, Barry overcomes the internal conflict and manages to go back to the day of his mom’s murder, taking the can of tomatoes out of her cart, then going back “home.” At which point, he’s summoned to court in his Dad’s case, because the Wayne Enterprises tape has revealed new evidence. Apparently when Barry put the can of tomatoes back he put it on a different shelf, so when his Dad came to the store, he looked up to get it, so his face was on the security cam, and that proved his alibi. So Barry at least saved one of his parents. After Barry has a brief celebration with his girlfriend, Bruce Wayne comes to give congratulations. Except, now he’s George Clooney.

Oh, sorry. I guess there were spoilers.

I have to agree with some of the critics who point out that for all the comic-relief qualities that made Miller’s performance such a ray of sunshine in the Justice League movie(s), the same approach makes them seem like a nervous klutz when they have to carry their own movie.

The other issue is that just as Barry keeps trying to rewind the past, fans have already seen this before. It was called Flashpoint, a comic book crossover in which Barry’s attempts to save his family had disastrous effects. Flashpoint was one of the major story arcs in the later DC Universe, much as The Infinity Gauntlet is for Marvel, and like it has been re-used for various other media: graphic novels, TV cartoons, and the CW series. And in most of these cases the results were better stories.

The really odd thing is that as this script was hashed and re-hashed over years, in typical Hollywood fashion, two of the listed co-writers (who were previously on track to direct The Flash) were John Francis Daley and Jonathan Goldstein, who were also directors and co-writers of Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves. But the silliness worked in that movie, because it was more consistent with the tone, where the characters were basically gentleman rogues and no one really got hurt. It’s a little more jarring when you have the comedy team of Allen and Allen in scenarios where people are getting shot up with assault rifles or skewered with warblades. You would think that the Dungeons & Dragons movie would not have a code versus killing and the superhero movie would… but this IS the Snyderverse.

Or rather, it WAS the Snyderverse. The problem with building up such a massive movie is that if it doesn’t make an even more massive profit, it becomes one of the biggest bombs in Hollywood history. When you combine that with the even more disappointing Black Adam (‘Finally, The ROCK – HAS COME BACK! – to the video bin’), The Flash is clearly the nail in the coffin to the “DC Extended Universe” and makes it that much more easier for producer-director James Gunn to put his stamp on everything. It’s not impossible, but increasingly unlikely, that Ezra Miller and Gal Gadot will be brought back. They’ve already recast Superman and Lois. And the people who actually liked the Snyderverse (apparently, not enough of them) are all bitching about how James Gunn is going to fuck everything up. I say, if the results are like Peacemaker, then they’re going to be even more fucked up than The Flash but more dramatically coherent.

REVIEW: Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3

As I had said in my review of Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2, while this series of movies may be a lot of silly fun, that movie was also surprisingly deep in its reference to trauma. Director James Gunn’s ability to blend silliness, violence and dark character history became that much more clear in Peacemaker, the HBO series about a neo-fascist jerkwad that became more and more meaningful as the story went on.

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 starts from another dark place with ominous musical cues. It seems as though it’s going to look at Peter Quill (Chris Pratt) drinking himself into depression over losing Gamora (Zoe Saldana) who is still alive, but as the alternate-history Gamora who was still loyal to Thanos and joined the Ravagers after he died. But the focus is really on the life and history of Rocket (Bradley Cooper) who gets hunted by Warlock (Will Poulter), a bioengineered superman in service to The High Evolutionary (Chukwudi Iwuji from Peacemaker). It turns out the Evolutionary is the one who “uplifted” Rocket from Earth raccoon stock, but did so with torture and implants, along with a bunch of other animals who were turned into misfit toys. Put in a coma by Warlock, Rocket remembers how he made deep friendships in the animal pens and also attracted the attention of his master when he figured out a genetic flaw in his newer creations. Once the Evolutionary integrates Rocket’s idea and improves his creations, he tells Rocket that he doesn’t need him and the other experiments on his new world, and plans to harvest his brain the next day. This of course, leads to tragedy, but Rocket escapes.

In the present, the Guardians realize there’s a code in Rocket’s cyberware that will kill him if they try using medical tech to heal his wounds, and so trace the code to the bio-fortress where the Evolutionary has his main genetic engineering business. This gets the Ravagers involved, which brings Gamora temporarily back into the team, even though she doesn’t care for Peter, and a certain amount of this movie is Peter coming to terms with that fact. In the process of saving Rocket, the Guardians find out just how ruthless and amoral The High Evolutionary is, and what the stakes for defeating him are.

Though there are quite a few scenes where it looks like someone is going to bite it, it is a spoiler to say that this movie is a happy ending for all of the main characters. But there is also a sad finality, as some of them decide to move on. Over the last couple of movies (including the hilarious Disney Plus ‘holiday special‘) the Guardians set up a real community in the “Knowhere” base, and the project has become a lot bigger than just five characters. It continues on. The characters continue on, but James Gunn has made it clear that this is his last Guardians movie and last project for Marvel Studios, after they jacked him around and fired him over politically incorrect social media posts he made back when social media was barely a thing. Now after Peacemaker, Gunn’s been given free rein to handle DC Comics’ movie line, and now social media is trying to cancel him because he decided to kill the Zack Snyder shared universe that wasn’t going anywhere to begin with and was probably going to be killed by DC anyway. While some of these fans don’t like Gunn’s quirks (like casting his wife and his brother a lot) he actually manages to combine the good humor and heart that are in the Marvel Cinematic Universe and were lacking in the DC Extended Universe with the violent action and dark themes that are lacking in the MCU and maybe a little too common in the DCEU.

So while some of the Snyder fans may bitch (and if there were that many of them, DC might not have done what it did), I’m looking forward to seeing what James Gunn will do with those comics characters, like maybe returning Michael Rosenbaum as Lex Luthor or casting Dave Bautista as Solomon Grundy.

REVIEW: Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

To my surprise, Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness isn’t about the fallout from Dr. Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch) and Peter Parker almost destroying the multiverse in Spider-Man: No Way Home. Rather the focus of this movie is the walking plot device America Chavez (Xochitl Gomez), who has the natural but uncontrolled ability to travel between universes. In Marvel Comics, America Chavez is one of the young woke superheroes that the company came up with in recent years. Both she and her parents are lesbians, which means this movie will probably be banned in Communist China (and Florida, same difference).

America is in danger because of none other than Wanda Maximoff (Elizabeth Olson), who was last seen on the streaming show WandaVision, hearing the voices of her imaginary sons while consulting the Darkhold, the ultimate book of black magic that she ripped off of Agatha Harkness. It seems the Darkhold has not only tempted but absolutely corrupted Wanda. It showed her that her sons physically exist in other universes, so she’s decided to sacrifice Chavez in order to steal her power and make her family real again, so when Chavez appears in “universe 616” Strange has to help.

As with No Way Home, I thought this was a good Marvel action movie, but it still left a sour taste in my mouth. Namely because Wanda is rather abruptly turned into a straight-up villain who’s so far gone that there’s only one way for her to go out. Yes, there are lots of examples of how someone can have a superficially good idea and become so obsessed that they take it way too far (for example, Thanos, or the entire Republican Party). But to my mind, this decision completely erased the moral of WandaVision, in which Wanda rejected solipsism and power-madness for the real world and learned to accept grief. This also erased the character growth of that series, in which Elizabeth Olson gave one of the best performances in any Marvel Cinematic Universe project to date.

If nothing else, the Multiverse concept allowed this movie to provide a whole bunch of fan-pleasing cameo appearances, as well as an expanded role for Rachel McAdams as Strange’s ex(?) girlfriend. And it allowed for several minutes of Doctor Strange walking around as a zombie, which is when you know you’re watching a Sam Raimi movie.

REVIEW: The Batman

I believe it was in the early ’70s when DC Comics, mainly under writer Denny O’Neil, decided to make a clean break from the four-color, Adam West-style Batman to something closer to the character’s 1930’s vigilante roots. One step in this was to have Dick Grayson graduate high school and go to college so Batman would be operating alone again. But another quiet step was that they started calling him “The Batman” again.

And yet other media still presented Batman as a standard superhero until the Tim Burton Batman movie, way back in 1989. I had problems with the movie, but at the time I thought they were at least trying to present the character realistically, for instance by giving him armor. But the Batman movies since that one have been getting steadily more grim and dark, especially with the Zack Snyder movies that took their cues from Frank Miller’s The Dark Knight Returns.

My sister wanted to go see the new Robert Pattinson Batman movie (directed by Matt Reeves) and we went to see it last Wednesday, and I think she was a lot more impressed by it than I was. I think it IS very good, but at the end of the day The Batman is just another movie about a heavy-breathing, obsessed vigilante in a leather mask.

No, not The Batman, The Riddler.

Some general impressions:

I don’t like how most of these movies since Michael Keaton have basically made Batman a bulletproof tank who gets into fights with gunfire and survives mainly because he is a bulletproof tank. Because given the other similarities between the characters, going too far in that direction makes Batman basically Goth Iron Man.

But given that this Batman does have military-grade armor and uses contact lenses with digital feeds to record events around him, you’d think that they’d make him more like the comic character and have the eyes be white slits in a helmet, which you could also explain as nightvision lenses. I mention this because the movies insist on making the actor’s eyes visible and having the masked vigilante wearing black eye makeup around the eye holes of the black mask, so when Pattinson takes it off, he looks that much more emo than he usually does. Although this is probably the only modern Batman movie I’ve seen that acknowledges that he is wearing makeup.

On the other hand, I did like how this is one Batman movie where Batman avoids guns and killing. It is also a movie that actually focuses on Batman as a detective, having to follow The Riddler’s clues and piece together the big picture, although at least one person pointed out that it’s Selina Kyle (Zoe Kravitz) who actually grabs the crucial suspect while trying to get revenge for her slain roommate.

Paul Dano, exerting some serious “Voted Most Likely To Shoot Up The High School” energy as The Riddler, allows himself to be captured fairly late in the movie, and it seems like the whole thing is over, but The Batman realizes that there’s at least one more step in his scheme, and it’s especially disturbing given how it uses “stochastic terrorism” to organize people over social media to commit mass violence against a city. In the process of that discovery, Batman learns that fear and vengeance are not enough. This is part of why the movie is almost three hours (and 20 minutes of that is end credits), but it’s that final act that distinguishes this movie from something where Batman just uses the Batmobile machine guns to blast bunches of criminals.

Robert Pattinson is actually very good as Bruce Wayne and credible as The Batman, and I don’t know why that would surprise anybody given that Pattinson made his reputation playing a grim, brooding obsessive who stays out of the sunlight. But then both he and Kristen Stewart have gotten a bad rap for being the popular stars of the teen-fantasy romance of the Twilight Saga, which I didn’t love as much as its fanbase seems to but did not hate nearly as much as some people seem to.

The Batman is a very well-done movie, but it is too long, too dark (in both the literal and figurative senses) and doesn’t really give us anything new or beyond what came before. The Riddler, as perverse and insane as he is, is not more insane than Heath Ledger’s Joker. Pattinson, good as he is, doesn’t have the total Batman package of Christian Bale, much less the edge of Keaton, the suaveness of Val Kilmer, or the metal nipples of George Clooney.

But as I keep saying, not like it matters. Superheroes are literally corporate property, as in, not only can DC (no longer calling itself a comics company) do whatever it wants with these characters, all that aggregate product means that any given character is the product of more than one creator. Batman isn’t just the Bob Kane-Bill Finger character, and hasn’t been for decades. DC has actually been running multiple media versions of its characters concurrently (as with Grant Gussin and Ezra Miller both being The Flash), and in that regard, this movie is just Matt Reeves’ interpretation of Batman, no more or less official than the Ben Affleck one, although given the success of this movie it’s probably going to be the setting they’re going to run with.

Overall, I thought that The Batman wasn’t as good as I was hoping, but a damn sight better than some haters want people to believe.

REVIEW: Peacemaker

This Thursday January 13, HBO Max released the limited series Peacemaker, technically based on an obscure DC Comics super-vigilante, but really based on the version of the character played by John Cena in James Gunn’s The Suicide Squad, carried over into this streaming project that is also produced, written and directed by James Gunn. The show is rated TV-MA (the MA stands for ‘Motherfuckin’ Asshole’).

After barely surviving a duel with Idris Elba’s Bloodsport, Peacemaker is released from the hospital and is under the impression that he is not going to be sent back to police custody, mainly because nobody knows who his ass is. So he takes a cab wearing his bloody and dirty costume because he didn’t have any other clothes, gets home and is then immediately confronted by Amanda Waller’s team, who point out that he’s still got a cortex bomb in his head. This team includes Harcourt and Economos from The Suicide Squad movie as well as Waller’s main liason, ice-in-his-veins merc Clemson Murn, and the new girl, Leota Adebayo (Danielle Brooks) who seems to be just an ordinary clerical worker but turns out to have a deeper connection to Waller than any of them. Peacemaker also has to get re-equipped, and goes to see his Dad, played by Robert Patrick, which is perfect casting right there. Patrick’s character is an archetypical right-wing bigot who still says stuff like “fag” and “nancy boy” and belittles his son apparently because he’s not invulnerable. Which explains both why Peacemaker is as fucked up as he is and why he’s still not that fucked up.

There are two complications in this, however: One is Vigilante, a sorta-friend of Peacemaker’s who is based on another gun-toting dark “hero” from the late 80s-early 90s who’s that much more embarrassing than Peacemaker. The other is the team’s involvement in Project Butterfly, which among other things is meant to take out paranormals. Except that Peacemaker sleeps with this one girl over their shared taste in ’80s metal and hair, and at her place she almost kills him with her super-strength and speed. He gets knocked into the parking lot and grabs his helmet from his car and activates the “sonic boom” feature, which toasts most of the parking lot and turns the girl into a Jackson Pollock painting. At which point, Peacemaker just stares and goes “What the fuck??”
You will also be saying that if you watch Peacemaker. A lot.

Peacemaker starts off by making it clear what everybody else thinks of John Cena’s character: “What a douchebag.” The thing is, John Cena is just SO GOOD at playing a douche. In his supreme oblivious entitlement, Cena’s character is only now starting to ponder matters like “Maybe killing people isn’t always the best way to solve problems” or “Maybe my Dad is an even bigger racist than I thought”. As a result, Peacemaker the series is like a giant recurring meme of “Am I The Asshole?” in which the answer is always “YES!”

Peacemaker: You will believe an eagle can fly.

REVIEW: Spider-Man: No Way Home

Spider-Man, nobody knows who you are…

Even before seeing the movie, I thought the title Spider-Man: No Way Home was a bit ominous and negative compared to Homecoming and Far From Home. Now I know why.

No Way Home has all the great elements I’ve come to expect from Marvel Studios movies, but it’s also kind of a bummer. And to explain my opinion, I basically have to go over the entire movie. There’s not much point in giving a spoiler warning, because not only has everyone seen this before me, half of the major plot elements have already been given away in previews.

At the the very end of Far From Home Mysterio, in a last act of spite, blames Spider-Man (Tom Holland) for his death and announces his Secret ID as Peter Parker. This taped statement is broadcast to the world by none other than J. Jonah Jameson (once again played by J.K. Simmons). Peter, his friends, Aunt May and Happy Hogan all get investigated by the government, but the charges are dropped thanks to “a very good lawyer.” But this doesn’t repair Peter’s reputation, and he’s caught in a very Spider-Man like situation: “I am the most famous person in the world, yet I’m still broke.” This all comes to a head when Peter, MJ and Ned all apply to MIT in their senior year and are turned down due to “the recent controversy.” So in his awkward adolescent fashion, Peter decides to look up his old friend Doctor Strange to solve all his problems with magic. And Strange, in his own adolescent fashion, actually agrees.

Strange no longer has the Time Stone, so he can’t just go back and prevent the original event, but Wong (who is now the Sorcerer Supreme cause Strange was ‘blipped’ for five years) recalls that there is a spell of mass forgetfulness. So Peter asks Strange to cast the spell, but when he’s reminded that this would mean that everyone forgets who he is, Peter attaches so many exceptions to the spell, Strange loses his concentration and the spell turns into this giant dimensional anomaly that will eventually destroy reality. As happens in these situations.

This ends up summoning the various super-villains who fought Spidey in the other Sony movies, and these are fairly easily defeated, but when they compare notes, Strange, Spider-Man and the bad guys all deduce that the villains had been plucked from their time lines just before Spider-Man ended up killing them. So Peter doesn’t want to send them back before curing the psychotic disorders that made these guys villains (which in most cases also would remove their powers). Strange doesn’t care. So Spidey actually defeats Strange and resolves to fix the problem without killing anybody. This involves science instead of magic, which is probably why Strange didn’t think of it. Peter makes real progress, but Norman Osborn’s evil side re-asserts itself and screws the whole thing, with catastrophic results. At which point MJ and Ned discover that the other two Spider-Men (Mans?), Andrew Garfield and Tobey Maguire, are also in New York, so they get them together to help Peter. And this part of the film is a real blast, with the three Spider-Men trading stories and working together in the lab. And eventually they lure the villains out and manage to subdue them again in a big brawl, but during this, Osborn/Green Goblin shows up again and sabotages the containment spell Dr. Strange was using to stop Earth’s dimension from imploding. When Strange tells Peter that he can no longer stop all the various parallel dimensions from merging with Earth, Peter tells him to redo the original spell, under its original parameters, which means that everyone, including MJ, Ned and Doctor Strange himself forget who Peter is. And even though there’s no real reason Peter can’t just come back to MJ, explain what happened, and try to rebuild the relationship, he sees that she and Ned have actually gotten into MIT… so he basically figures they’re better off without him.

Like I said, a real bummer. And I haven’t even spoiled the real bummer.

One of my Facebook friends posted (before I’d seen the movie): “I did really enjoy Spiderman: No Way Home. I highly recommend it. However, there is a takeaway to the story that needs consideration. ‘The most heroic thing you can do is cut yourself off from friends, family, and all social contacts. Give up love. You will only hurt those you love. Give up rage. Rage will only make you a monster. Give up pursuing personal joy, comfort, or basic needs. Give up anything outside of a single minded focus on your mission. The mission is everything.’ That is a classic view of masculinity. And it is toxic as hell.”

I don’t know if this story was a specific example of toxic masculinity, but I see the point. The thing is, this film kind of flies in the face of what came before, where half the fun of these movies was in Tom Holland’s interactions with the supporting cast, and the generally light-hearted tone. Not unlike CW’s The Flash TV series, the central character in No Way Home works better as a member of a team with a network of friends, and the conclusion took all that away from him. Theoretically, they could address all this in the next movie, but Marvel doesn’t usually do more than three movies focusing on one character (and Sony’s track record with Spidey hasn’t been the greatest).


But in regard to that last point, No Way Home is good at least in that it creates a sort of redemption for the last two Spider-Man actors, who in the movies might have been obliged to kill their enemies but still did kill them. Not only is the fan-service premise perfectly executed, but the acting is at the least very good, especially from Willem Dafoe, who at this point is so creepy and reptilian that he can play the Green Goblin without a mask.

The other aspect of this movie is how it ties into the whole chain of MCU movies – as I’ve mentioned, some of these movies tend to fit into the sequence better than others. In this case, the fact that Doctor Strange was actually willing to go along with Peter’s crazy idea just illustrates that the personality problems that caused him to lose his medical career didn’t go away just because he achieved ridiculous levels of magical power. In fact, this leads directly into the next movie, because the second after-credits scene of No Way Home isn’t even a “scene” but a straight-up preview of Doctor Strange and the Multiverse of Madness, simply without the title logos. Which raises the question: How does Strange deal with the consequences of breaking into the multiverse when he doesn’t even remember WHY he did it?

REVIEW: Marvel’s Eternals

Marvel Studios’ Eternals is based on an idea Jack Kirby had, after he’d already left Marvel Comics to create The New Gods for DC Comics, only to have that and other titles cancelled by the company. The “elevator pitch” is that some Chariots Of The Gods-type aliens experimented on prehistoric humans, creating the evolved Eternals and warped Deviants, and charged them with stewardship of the Earth. Of course, the two groups had different ideas on how to do that, and the battles between the two allegedly led to the development of human myths like Odysseus vs. Circe, Herakles vs. The Hydra, and Thor vs. The Midgard Serpent.

The problem being that Marvel Comics already had Thor, and Hercules, and a bunch of other deities in the modern world playing superhero, and Thor’s pantheon at least has already been introduced in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Not only that, the MCU, huge and involved as it is, is only part of the huge realm of intellectual properties Marvel Comics developed over the years. With the possible exception of Sersi (the Circe of the Odyssey analog), the Eternals have never been as popular with Marvel Comics fans as the Inhumans, let alone the X-Men. So the existence of The Eternals poses a meta-fiction question: Why do we need them? As in, what purpose do they serve in the setting that isn’t already fulfilled by other characters? And in terms of the MCU’s recent narrative, you inevitably get to the question: If these guys were here all along, why didn’t they help the Avengers fight Thanos?

As it turns out, while a certain Eternal claims to be a brother of Thanos, and the disappearance and reappearance of half Earth’s population causes one Eternal to make a critical decision about the group’s mission on Earth, the matter of recent MCU history is mostly waved off. Eternals focuses mainly on the aforementioned Sersi (Gemma Chan, who actually played a Kree in the Captain Marvel movie). Sersi is currently living in London, with her boyfriend, professor Dane Whitman (Kit Harrington, whose character is just as out of his depth here as Jon Snow). However they soon deal with the return of Sersi’s former lover, the Eternals’ main warrior, Ikaris (Richard Madden, who’s not as cool here as he was playing Robb Stark). In flashbacks, Sersi and Ikaris are shown coming to Earth, guiding civilization, falling in love and even getting married, but the reason they broke up isn’t made clear at first. It turns out Ikaris left Sersi due to a major plot twist that I will not reveal to anyone who hasn’t already seen the movie, because it counts for such drama as Eternals has.

I haven’t fully decided what I think about this movie, or even if it’s a good movie. I also don’t know if it’s a bad movie. It is of course extremely long, partially because of the time scope and also because there are no less than ten principals. At the same time, Dane Whitman (who is a notable character in Marvel Comics) is introduced at the beginning and then hardly used at all until the last scenes. In the source material, Deviants were distinct individuals with their own love-hate relationships with Eternals, and in this movie most of them are just giant CGI effects. The Eternals use American-style slang when hanging around the Babylonians and Gupta Indians, and yet Kingo (Kumail Nanjiani) and his mortal valet are the only characters who have the sense of humor one comes to expect from Marvel heroes.

In fact, given the generally negative reviews for Eternals, it now seems to be fashionable for critics to bash Marvel Studios for a standard, mechanical approach to film making, but if anything the problem with Eternals is that it’s not enough like a standard Marvel movie. Deviants aside (and ultimately, they’re kind of a red herring) there is no real Good vs. Evil conflict. There is no easy resolution. Chloe Zhao (the award-winning director of Nomadland) has presented a story of genuinely cosmic scope, posing the question of whether individual human lives really matter against the greater cycle of universal creation and destruction. It isn’t a question with an obvious objective answer, and the Eternals ultimately do not all agree. Eternals intends to be deep, and sometimes succeeds. But all this means that, as with Black Widow, it’s basically a separate story that just happens to take place in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and so the formula, mechanical approach to putting all the Marvel Comics Easter eggs into a continuing narrative are (like Dane) done as afterthoughts or saved for the now-standard after-credits scenes.

Although in that regard, Harry Styles is the greatest stunt casting since David Bowie playing Pontius Pilate.

REVIEW: The Suicide Squad

For various reasons I don’t have the opportunity to see The Suicide Squad in a theater but it’s being heavily promoted on HBO Max. The fact that this movie is distinguished from its predecessor only by a The article means that DC Comics is clearly intending this to be a reboot from David Ayer’s Suicide Squad film, even though Viola Davis and Joel Kinneman are reprising their characters. Thing is, the premise from the comics is that the Suicide Squad stories are an inherent reboot: Other than government agents Amanda Waller and Rick Flag (Davis and Kinneman) the Suicide Squad is a reset every mission because all the other characters are hardened super-criminals who volunteer for missions that they may not come back from on the assumption that time will get taken off their sentences. I liked the David Ayer movie a lot more than some people did, apparently. It was a murky, dimly-lit affair clearly designed to fit in with the “DC EU” (aka the Snyderverse) but for some reason it actually worked. Maybe that’s because when you want your characters to act like hardened criminals in a grey prison environment, it works better when the characters actually ARE hardened criminals in a grey prison environment as opposed to four-color superheroes in Metropolis.

But in addition to the aforementioned actors, Suicide Squad also featured a true breakout performance by Margot Robbie as Harley Quinn, former sidekick of The Joker, and while Jared Leto’s Joker was way too Juggalo to be tolerable, Robbie was so great that her performance immediately guaranteed a sequel to the movie as well as a solo project that’s already come out. That meant DC just needed to repeat the formula of the core characters doing another violent mission with a bunch of misfits who would never be mistaken for superheroes. So they got James Gunn (temporarily canned from Marvel Studios) who made a successful franchise out of the Guardians of the Galaxy, a team composed of a grim assassin, an even more grim and not-too-bright warrior, a walking tree, a cyborg raccoon and a guy played by Chris Pratt, which automatically made the tree and the raccoon look more serious.

So with this movie, Gunn starts off with a covert mission in a faraway island including Flag, Quinn, survivor of the first movie Captain Boomerang, Pete Davidson and a giant weasel (these last two are not the same character). However none of them knows that Waller has assembled them to be Team Fuckup and distract the beach garrison so that a far more competent team can infiltrate the island. This team is led by Bloodsport (Idris Elba) a ruthless killer who becomes the focus of the story, at least until the team rescues Flag and Quinn (neither one of whom needs rescuing). And things proceed from there, and the number of exploding bodies is probably equal to or more than the number of F-words in the dialogue.

And given the whacko nature of the final boss, The Suicide Squad fulfills its promise of “What if James Gunn got to do Guardians of the Galaxy with an R rating?” Including putting Michael Rooker and Sylvester Stallone in for no particular reason. I’m pretty sure you’ve already seen this by now, but if not, please: Go see The Suicide Squad.

You will believe a shark can talk.

REVIEW: Black Widow

Given that we all know what happened to Natasha Romanoff in Avengers: Endgame, and (SPOILER ALERT)

nothing happens in the Black Widow movie that changes that fate, Black Widow is just as it was presented: a solo story taking place between Captain America: Civil War and Avengers: Infinity War. It’s sort of like Marvel’s version of Rogue One: a side story that fills in the existing background but doesn’t actually change the timeline. Which is kind of interesting for the Marvel Cinematic Universe given that they’ve created a whole machine out of having a series of stories that add on to each other one by one, although ultimately the after-credits scene of this movie does do that.

One thing about Black Widow is that she has something in common with Hawkeye, which may be why they were such close partners. Both Scarlett Johansson and Jeremy Renner have natural charisma (Johansson’s being more obvious than Renner’s) but neither Black Widow or Hawkeye really seeks the spotlight the way Tony Stark does, or naturally attracts it like Steve Rogers does. Both of them are sort of like the super-world’s version of Jason Bourne: basically human operatives who just perform at a higher level than everybody else and whose general behavior is just ‘do the mission and move on.’ So even though there are movies like Jojo Rabbit where Johansson dominates the scene without being the lead character, Black Widow has usually been a support character in other heroes’ movies, and that seems to be the case even in her own film.

Here, Natasha, on the run after helping Captain America escape from General Ross, gets hunted by a masked super-agent who seems to have all the Avengers’ combat skills, and then is contacted by her “little sister” Yelena Belova (Florence Pugh) who has broken her own conditioning and needs Natasha’s help to liberate a whole host of widows that the director of the “Red Room” kept kidnapping and brainwashing even after the fall of the Soviet Union. To do this they decide they need the help of their foster parents who raised them in a Soviet sleeper cell in Ohio, senior Widow Melina (Rachel Weisz) and ex-superhero “Red Guardian,” (David Harbour) who nearly steals the movie.

I agree with the one Pajiba reviewer who said that Black Widow is kinda like ordering a meal at a Michelin restaurant and taking it home in a doggie bag: the ingredients and preparation are first class, but the result tasted like reheated leftovers. I think this is actually because it’s “out of order” in the chronology. It’s clear that Yelena is being set up to take Natasha’s role, but nobody in the setting knows that yet, of course. Pugh has a good acting scene at the family reunion dinner but otherwise we don’t get much insight into her character. The whole movie is basically a blow-shit-up fest, although it is pretty good at that. But the fact that there is a real resolution to some critical aspects of Natasha’s past just makes it that much more of a bummer that she died.

My friend Don pointed out there’s really no reason they can’t bring Natasha back. I mean, Thanos sacrificed Gamora to get the original Soul Stone in Infinity War, and in the next film the Guardians of the Galaxy encountered the alternate-past Gamora before the final battle and are currently chasing her into a yet-to-be-released movie. Maybe Johansson, like Chris Evans, just decided it was time to move on. Or maybe Johansson, as an executive producer on this movie, got sick of Marvel Studios yanking her chain with delaying the release date several times. Which considering this movie’s female empowerment theme would be a bit ironic.

Which gets to that after-credits scene. Confirming that Florence Pugh’s character is supposed to be taking the place of Johansson in the MCU, Yelena goes to visit a gravestone someone placed for Natasha and is visited by Julia-Louis Dreyfus’ character, who seems to know her already. Fans of course know that Louis-Dreyfus previously appeared in Disney Plus’ The Falcon and the Winter Soldier as the mysterious benefactor of John Walker after he disgraced himself, eventually giving him new equipment under the ID of “the USAgent”. So clearly she’s being presented as this sort of anti-Nick Fury who is assembling her own group of operatives for a sinister project. Personally I’m thinking that “the Contessa” is an alias and this is really just Selina Meyer plotting her revenge against the Washington DC establishment for that one election she lost.

REVIEW: Loki

In some respects, the return of Tom Hiddleston to the Marvel Cinematic Universe character of Loki was more anticipated than the last two Disney+ Marvel series, WandaVision and The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. Except this is and isn’t Loki from the movies. As a recurring foil in the Thor movies, Loki actually experienced a certain amount of character growth, if only because he realized Thor was starting to see through his schemes, so by the end of Thor:Ragnarok he was there to support him in finding a new home for the Asgardians. But then their ship got attacked by Thanos and Loki ended up dying trying to protect Thor. Then in Endgame the heroes had their “time heist” which required the Avengers to go back to just after they’d defeated the Chitauri invasion and captured Loki, but in a moment of confusion, that Loki escaped. So Loki has effectively been “reset” to just after where he was character-wise at the end of Avengers.

Specifically, Loki stole a Tesseract, which I guess is not THE Tesseract the Avengers needed to build their own Infinity Gauntlet, and wound up in Mongolia, where he was immediately arrested by the “Time Variance Authority” and drafted to help hunt other rogue variables under the supervision of Agent Mobius, played by Owen Wilson, which brings to mind the question of what a Marvel movie would look like if it was directed by Wes Anderson.

Loki does have something like that droll sense of humor, but to judge from only the first episode, it’s just setting up the basic premise. Apparently some triad of cosmic beings set up “the sacred timeline” in order to prevent the sort of chaos that happens with a multiverse (for examples of such, try to map the continuity of Star Trek and Doctor Who. Or lack thereof). However Loki‘s main writer, Michael Waldron, is also writing Doctor Strange and the Multiverse of Madness, so that title already tells you where things are going. In fact based on the rumors about the crossovers in the next Spider-Man movie, it seems as though this narrative and the end-credits scene of the last WandaVision are moving towards a storyline that will string together the various Marvel projects in Phase 4 the way the Infinity Gauntlet arc did with the prior movies, not to mention using the “multiverse” to justify Marvel finally getting to use all those intellectual properties that they sold to other movie studios and that Disney bought back.

Loki the “variant” plays into this once Agent Mobius puts him face to face with his own evil and causes him to realize that his own desire for control over others stems from a lack of control over life. In his attempts to escape, he ends up playing the reel of his life in the “sacred timeline”, and, realizing he can’t go back and that the TVA basically collects Infinity Stones in their desks, sees that there is no point in continuing as he was. This works mainly because Mr. Shakespearean Actor Hiddleston sells it so well, but also because Owen Wilson is a serious grounding influence, or as serious as Owen Wilson ever gets.

This relationship is clearly going to be the core of the series, and that alone is worth the price of admission, although with Loki, even more than the first two Marvel Disney Plus series, it’s hard to tell how it will play out from just the first episode.

REVIEW: The Nevers

In my review of the Zack Snyder Cut of Justice League, in the wake of near-universal hatred for the Joss Whedon-directed theatrical release, I’d said that at least the Snyder Cut would give a chance to determine whether Joss’ version was making the best of bad material or butchering something that otherwise would have worked. (My verdict was ambiguous: the first movie was a dull grey slog, and the Snyder version is twice as much dull grey slog with somewhat more character development.)

But even before demand built up for the Snyder Cut, Whedon was working on a new project for HBO, The Nevers, and ended up leaving that for reasons unexplained but probably related to the avalanche of hits to his backstage reputation in Hollywood. So with the series premiering on April 11, we have a similar question as to whether the remaining production team (including Buffy veterans Jane Espenson and Douglas Petrie) have a good idea that they screwed up or a bad idea that they can only do so much to redeem. However the pilot episode was both written and directed by Whedon himself, so it should convey the intended approach.

One valid critique of Whedon is that he tends to go for the same themes a lot. In Buffy the Vampire Slayer, there was only one Slayer per generation, who was always a young girl, but each Slayer was monitored and trained by a mostly male, entirely British order of Watchers. Well, in The Nevers, almost the entire cast is British cause it’s set in London, 1899, where a few thousand people, mostly women, were “touched” by what appears to be fairy dust sprinkled by a passing alien lifeform and/or spaceship. As a result they were altered, some more obviously than others, with what are called “turns.” The main character seems to be the widowed Amalia True (Laura Donnelly), whose main power seems to be psychic visions (or as she calls them, ‘rippling’), but this being a Whedon hero, she also kicks serious ass, and this being the Victorian period, she kicks even more ass when she’s wielding an umbrella. Her much less prim best friend Patience Adair (Ann Skelly) has some command over electricity but uses it to create anachronistic inventions, so yes, there is steamtech.

Actually there are several Touched who are not women, including a black doctor and a white male aristocrat, but for the most part the cases seem to be concentrated outside the ruling class, something that didn’t escape the attention of Lord Massen (Pip Torrens) who wants his mysterious council to protect the British Empire and counter the ambitions “for those whom ambition was never meant.”

This approach is already giving me a sour vibe. One of the reasons people could gravitate to Buffy as a feminist story is actually that it wasn’t such an obvious one. The characters were good characters before they were symbols, and that drew you into the message. You don’t even need to lean too much on the patriarchy vs. women theme in this setting, given that “Victorian” is a modern adjective for “puritanical and repressed.” And yet, Whedon still sees the need. In the words of Willow Rosenberg, The Nevers isn’t dropping hints, it’s dropping anvils.

Otherwise this show has a young decadent who’s a friend of Amalia’s wealthy patron, a truly nasty surgeon (with an American accent), a street detective who’s already doing a better job playing Mister Vimes than the guy on AMC’s The Watch, and an insane (or at least extremely irritating) serial killer who has assembled her own little team of supervillains. Indeed, this show seems to allude to superhero comics a lot more than Buffy or Firefly did, with Amalia being more civic-minded than the early Buffy, with her and her patron creating a little urban “orphanage” where people like her can have sanctuary and support.

This show has some potential (so to speak) and a lot of stuff that could work very well, and it certainly appeals to the premise of “What if you had Buffy, but Steampunk and with cool British accents?” Plus which, it’s HBO, so you get at least one shot of tits and people say “Fuck” more than once. The problem is that while all the critics seem to think The Nevers borrows too much from Whedon’s previous tropes, to me it doesn’t feel enough like a Whedon show. The dialogue and action don’t have the snap, crackle and pop I’ve come to expect from his best work. With the notable exception of Amalia and Patience, the warm character relationships aren’t there and it’s a lot harder to care.

In fact The Nevers is almost as much of a dull grey slog as either Justice League, which means either the Victorian Era is too depressing for some people, or Whedon learned the wrong things from Snyder. Even when Buffy, Angel and Firefly were handling very serious subjects, they didn’t usually take themselves too seriously (and with Buffy, they started to suck once they did). If one is going to take a fantastical approach to the 19th Century, one might be better off starting with the tongue-in-cheek approach of The Wild, Wild West. (the 60’s TV show, not the Will Smith movie, for Gad’s sakes)

REVIEW: WW84

(This was something I’d written most of closer to the original release date but never got around to finishing. But given the release of Zack Snyder’s Justice League on HBO Max, it seemed worth looking over.)

It was first announced that DC/Warner’s Wonder Woman sequel with Gal Gadot would be released simultaneously in theaters and Warner’s HBO Max streaming on Christmas Day. But then Warner Brothers announced that all their major movies for 2021 would be done primarily in streaming format. In this the movie industry, as in, the production part of it, was simply acknowledging the reality of the world under coronavirus and the fact that people can’t or won’t go to theaters anymore, but in the rest of the industry, as in the theaters that show the movies and the filmmakers who actually create them, some saw the decision as a betrayal. In large respect it’s because filmmakers intend for big-budget movies to be seen on a wide screen, not a TV or desktop, and the budgeting on these movies is such that only major studios like Warner can really produce those Hollywood movies and international blockbusters.

I had intended to do more analysis on this point in terms seeing WW84 on HBO Max, but my friends wanted to wait until we could all get together to see it. I had thought it would be more convenient to see it in my house on streaming (since I’m already paying for it via DIRECTV and wouldn’t have to drive all the way out to the movie theater at my friend’s house) but for some reason the streaming service didn’t seem to be cooperating that week. So we went to one of the local theaters and found (even though new COVID rules mean there are no longer any matinees) that ticket prices have been reduced to six dollars. THAT’s good to see, at least. It may be the theaters’ own survival tactic, but for once the Law of Supply and Demand is working for the consumer.

Which doesn’t answer the question: Is WW84 any good?

Well, I liked it, but that doesn’t make it objectively good.

In this story, Diana Prince the antiquarian is working for the Smithsonian in Washington DC, where she meets an introverted new colleague Barbara Minerva (Saturday Night Live’s Kristen Wiig), who is asked to appraise various smuggled artifacts, including a piece of citrine they call a “dream stone,” which inspires them to make wishes to themselves that only get fulfilled later. But their department receives the patronage of Maxwell Lord (Pedro Pascal from The Mandalorian) an oil investor who has apparently been searching for this Dream Stone for quite some time. And when Diana goes to Lord’s party in DC to investigate him, along with a suddenly glammed-up Barbara, she is approached by a strange guy only to realize he is her long-dead love, Steve Trevor (Chris Pine). So while Lord continues his quest and Barbara starts to realize she is no longer “normal”, Diana resumes her life with Steve and takes him on an enchanting tour of the city, showing the ex-World War I pilot America’s National Air and Space Museum.

Really, a big part of this movie is just Gal Gadot and Chris Pine being attractive, and happy, and in love with the world and in love with life, and… that’s not the sort of thing you see in modern media, is it?

Unfortunately that state of affairs can’t last, as Lord’s experiment with the Dream Stone causes a downward spiral that makes him more desperate the more powerful he gets even as Barbara and Diana both refuse to accept the drawbacks of their wishes.

Naturally this film gets analyzed from a feminist angle, not just because it’s Wonder Woman, but because it, along with the still-yet-to-be-released Black Widow, is one of the few movies that centers on a superheroine, given how rare they are in movies generally. So there was some critique of the example being set by both Diana and Barbara. WW84 presents two paths to female empowerment: one is to be a born demigoddess who is both powerful and classically feminine. The other is to be a deranged carnivore who attacks people. I think the second option is more realistic.


As for the “problematic” nature of Steve’s second life, I think the movie addressed this in playing out the lesson of the prelude story, where young Diana’s mentor tells her “the truth is all there is – you can’t live by lies.” Yes, Diana had one selfish desire in the world, and its fulfillment was negative in both moral and practical terms, but not AS much as, say, wishing your wife would drop dead, or escalating the arms race towards nuclear war. It’s also noteworthy that Steve himself is quicker to realize the problem and more willing to come to terms with it than Diana is.

The movie is ultimately kind of weak, because it relies so much on a deus ex machina device, but in a way, that’s kind of the point. Even so, and even given that DC movies (as opposed to Marvel Studios) very clearly show that gods and magic are real, a lot of how things develop is just implausible. Not completely though. A few years ago, I would have said that a plot involving a failing TV conman who finagles his way into the White House and causes a global catastrophe would’ve been too much to believe, but for some reason it seems easier to buy into now.

I’ve seen a few reviews that compare 84 to the Richard Donner Superman movies, and I think that’s about right: It’s very ‘four color.’ One of the first scenes of the movie shows Diana doing very “superhero-ey” stuff in public, even if for some reason she doesn’t want to be recorded. With the exception of the scene where Barbara beats up a harasser and it isn’t clear if he’s been killed, lethal violence is played down. This tone extends to the villains – despite the literally fantastical plotline, I found the villains better than in the original movie, in the sense of being better characters.

And yes, the mid-credits scene was a really nice touch.