An Ode To The Greatest Hero Yet To Appear In Any Superhero Movie
It’s been almost five years since The Avengers came out and—in this writer’s estimations at least—in that time there still hasn’t been another entry in the broad genre that is the superhero movie that could lay claim to matching it. Joss Whedon’s multi-hero bonanza has it all: a gallery of perfectly cast heroes; a tone equally effervescent and playful and with enough dramatic stakes to anchor it; well-staged and coherently filmed action sequences; and, crucially, a script to die for.
Because, that script. Man, that script. I know Whedon’s skill and flair with the pen is not exactly a state secret, but damn do I go nuts for that script. In its economy and humor and rhythm I love it almost as much as the Serenity script. Almost.
But it’s a close contender. Mostly on account of those adjectives just listed, but also because it finds space in its already formidable scope to include a small, intimate moment. It’s a moment that coexists alongside giant green rage monsters and the rapid-fire verbiage of Tony Stark, and yet despite that it stands as perhaps the most memorable moment of all.
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