Avengers: (is this really the) Endgame(?)

 

I’ll get this out of the way first: Endgame gets fan-service-y at times. If Marvel and Disney know anything, it’s giving audiences some fulfillment or vindication of their fandom. Does that create a few plot holes? Probably. Are there now question marks in the MCU continuity? Most definitely. Does this make the movie any less entertaining?

Not at all.

For those of you concerned about spoilers, rest assured, you won’t find any in this review. I’ll keep everything to a general knowledge level.

Following last summer’s colossal defeat to Thanos, an Avengers team whittled down to the core group tries to fight back in the hopes of restoring life to half the universe. The mission is not as simple or direct as it may initially seem.

Despite running over 3 hours, the film doesn’t feel overburdened or overstuffed in the way a Michael Bay explosion-fest would. The Russo Brothers understand the universe they’re working in. They get the pacing spot on. The story is always in motion, except for the occasional pause to contemplate the past and the future.

The balance between humor and darkness does not feel forced like it does in Captain Marvel. No one’s falling over backwards trying to throw in a snarky quip that unravels the tension. The Russo Brothers let the tension build when tension is needed. Humor often comes in throwaway lines and little observations. I think they understand that not everything needs to be given the Ragnarok treatment.

Performances, for the most part, are hard to judge. At this point, Chris Evans is Captain America and Robert Downey Jr. is Iron Man. The only time we notice anything is if something goes against our understanding of the characters. That’s true for the rest of the roster, as well. If there is a standout, it’s probably Hawkeye. Jeremy Renner has mostly had to stand around looking cool and shoot arrows at the bad guys. He actually acts this time. Gasp. His story is among the more emotional arcs in the MCU.

In a lot of ways, Endgame is like Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2. Many long-running arcs are wrapped up in an entertaining and satisfying fashion. The only complaint I have is in the final battle. There are too many moving parts, too many CGI aliens running aroundand the camera shifts through the scene to the point where it becomes a kinetic blur. The best fight scenes in the series have been in Captain America movies. They’re not glorified light shows. The battlefield has a physical presence and locations matter. I know it would’ve been a challenge to bring that to a larger scene, but Cobra Kai’s Season 2 finale did it, so no excuses.

Endgame is the most enjoyable 3-hour movie I’ve seen. It’s a celebration of an 11-year process that has been unrivaled in Hollywood history, one that will (for better or worse) define the current and future generation of film-making. I may go for a second round, something to tide me over until the next Spider-Man comes out.

(P.S. Marvel, you stole the ending I thought up for one of the characters 8 years ago. I’m suing. Don’t tell me you don’t have mind reading technology. I’m on to you.)

Shazam!, or How Superhero Movies Should be Fun

Shazam!

Sorry, had to get that out of the way before I got started.

Shazam! is hopefully a new direction for superhero movies, or a shift back to what the genre’s main calling card was for a long time: a childish (and perhaps naïve) imagination run wild. I don’t know about everyone else, but I’m tired of the brooding, moody superheroes. Just because Christopher Nolan did it so well with The Dark Knight doesn’t mean everyone running around in colorful tights needs to be reincarnated as a wet blanket.

Sometimes, when you go to the theater, you just want to feel like a kid again, not get lost in crappy, oversimplified monologues on the societal reasons villains become villains and superheroes whose lives are destroyed in the process of saving an ungrateful world. It’s supposed to be fun.

And Shazam! has enjoyability in spades.

The plot is simple. There is good magic and bad magic. The former is embodied in the bright red suit and giant lightning bolt of Shazam, while the latter is delivered in the shape of the Seven Deadly Sins, who latch onto a devilish Mark Strong (I foresee further bad guy roles for him in the future). The two square off for supremacy.

Throw in a downtrodden teenager, an orphan seeking his mother, connecting with his new foster siblings and we have all the watermarks of an origin story.

The movie’s charm comes from the answer to a question kids may ask from time to time: What would you do if you had superpowers?

Easy. Test them out and show them off.

There is no shortage of humor coming from Billy Batson’s (Asher Angel) initial response to getting his powers. He and his foster brother, Freddy (Jack Dylan Glazer), conduct multiple tests to figure out just how strong he is. They even engage in a little neighborhood do-gooding. Zachary Levi’s performance could not have been better. He sells the childlike whimsy perfectly.

That question returns again and again throughout the latter half of the movie. The answers are, without fail, golden.

What also helps is a very likeable cast. They all seem a natural fit for their roles. I particularly enjoyed Ian Chen’s (Evan in Fresh Off the Boat) performance as one of the foster family. He’s an avid video gamer and not averse to making a Bruce Lee reference.

Kudos to the director, David F. Sandberg, and to the writers, Henry Gayden and Darren Lemke, for embracing the nerdy and childlike atmosphere without sacrificing the heartistic elements. A job well done.