What better place than the vast temple of Mammon men refer to as London’s Westfield shopping centre to settle in and check out a movie about a billionaire show-off. Make no mistake, Iron Man 2 is all about the bling.
Unfortunately, it isn’t really about anything else.
Where the first movie gave us a former hellraiser as a cocky, likeable..er..hellraiser, here we get to see all the bits we hate about rich guys like that. All the dazzle, all the showing off -in short, all the style over substance…
With Iron Man 2’s hype machine currently going into Scarlet Johannsen booby-shaped overdrive, it’s easy to think that inventors are a bunch of hyper-intelligent, supercool playboys cobbling together amazing doohickeys for the protection and betterment of mankind.
The movies have a long history of science-types saving the planet and coming up with amazing inventions to win the hearts and minds of us, the lowly viewer. Unfortunately, for every Tony Stark there’s a wet fart, with dozens of films full of half-assed ideas hewn from cardboard and clingfilm. Some are rubbish, some are stupid and others are downright dangerous!
Put on your safety goggles and stand behind the lead sheilding then, while we check out the top ten: Crap Movie Inventions!
Emerging bleary-eyed from the Mighty Marvel Bullpen today, it’s the new trailer for Iron Man 2, and it’s…fantastic! Geeky nods to 3rd tier Marvel charactors and plot lines abound (Armor Wars anyone?) while the levels of steel-pounding action go through the roof. All that and an AC/DC soundtrack as well -you can’t go wrong! Get your ass over to Apple for more info before the May release.
So, you’re a billionaire -you’d probably be sinking a few martini’s as well right? And if you decided to start a sideline in superheroics, then why wear spandex when you have a perfectly good suit of armour full of guns in the basement?
Yep, Stark is back, the Avengers are rolling, and with the arrival of whiplash and longtime Iron enemy Justin Hammer, Iron Man 2 is gearing up to be one of next years brightest and best!
It’s fair to say that the studio took a gamble appointing Guy Ritchie to head up this sumptuous return to Holmsian London -the director’s previous, Rocknrolla took a piffling $6M in the US – but you can certainly see where the idea came from –who better to guide us on a romp through the gas lit streets than Guy bonafide mockney bowbells me old son Ritchie dotchaknow missus. It’s woolly thinking, and it reaps its own rewards, turning Conan-Doyle’s most famous creation into a semi action hero with downplayed detective skills and an appalling case of League of Extraordinary Gentlemen syndrome.
