I can’t remember the last time hubby and I entered a cinema, perhaps it was for the showing of Avatar. So it was with a frog-in-a-well feeling that we went into Cathay to watch “The Avengers”. And since when did cinema tickets become so expensive? Luckily our tickets were sponsored by Norton, courtesy of hubby. We really felt out of place, there were so many young people we were like Auntie Uncle at the Cinema.
At least we bestirred ourselves for a record-breaking movie. “Avengers” earned $200.3 million in its U.S. opening weekend, surpassing “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2”.
After we got over our awkwardness, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. What’s not to like? A couple of beefcakes for the ladies to ogle and Scarlett Johansson for the men, not to mention lots of action-packed scenes, some grostesque aliens and a suitably slimy villain with a delicious accent.
What’s more, the movie succeeded in individualising the superheroes so a sense of each character came through, no mean feat because there were so many of them. Actually, they are better as a whole rather than in individual movies. I can imagine Captain America would be rather boring, with his earnest, beat-the-breast heroism, but in this movie, he’s nicely balanced by the wisecracking Iron Man. The Thor movie was so-so because while Chris Hemsworth has impressive muscles, he’s rather boring as well.
The plot was nothing to shout about. Thor’s vengeful brother Loki with huge chip on shoulder ties up with revolting looking beings from another planet to steal a power source on Earth in order to open a portal to allow more yucky aliens through to conquer Earth, which in movies usually consists of a small patch of the U.S. And it’s up to the Avengers to stop them. The mundane plot was enhanced with some rather witty lines and lots of well-choreographed action.
My favourite in the movie was the Incredible Hulk. I thought Mark Ruffalo captured well the complexities and depth of Bruce Banner, who on the surface is mild-mannered and self-effacing but harbours a deep rage just waiting for the “other guy” to be unleashed. I remember as a kid watching Bill Bixby’s TV series and its haunting theme (I still have the piano score!) My tv addiction had to have started somewhere.
It’s a movie that doesn’t take itself too seriously and is meant to be enjoyed in the same spirit. And judging by its success, there’ll be sequels ad nauseum. Walt Disney Co. has just announced that one is already in the works. Better strike while the iron is hot, no pun intended.