My son and daughter have impeccable taste in films, so the other night, I bowed to their wishes and watched Captain America: Civil War, which was streaming on Netflix. I do not want to put the recommendation squarely on their shoulders. A colleague who has his own movie podcast and my nephew, who are much more attuned to this genre than me, also dug the movie. It rates a 90% on rottentomatoes.com.
What am I missing?
Some background. Of Captain America, I wrote, “All characters are boring and stock, particularly Evans, who has the face and demeanor of soft butter. A lot of stuff happens after his transformation, but full disclosure – we turned it off after an hour.”
Of Marvel’s The Avengers, “The picture is dizzying, occasionally funny, well-paced but really, really long and immediately forgettable.”
Of Avengers: Age of Ultron, “Best part. A friend of Captain America asking if he’s found a place to live in Brooklyn yet, and Captain America responding that he doesn’t think he can afford it. Because what’s missing from these films is the Avengers at a cocktail party. Full disclosure: turned off at the halfway point.”
This flick did not represent a reversal in the trend. You have scads of super heroes running around either intoning gravely over the issue of the day (should they or should they not place themselves under the command and oversight of . . . the U.N.?) and when they are not doing that, they are cracking wise. They line up against each other and meet on an airport tarmac where they have a CGI rumble, a scrum made so dull by their invincibility (after all, kill Ant Man and that’s like burning $650 million) I was reminded of a time when the aforesaid nephew was playing a first person shooter video game (Doom?) and he was just tearing it up, knife through butter. I was impressed by his prowess until I noticed that he wasn’t even getting nicked, despite being shot repeatedly. It was then he informed me that he had a cheat, or a code, that allowed him to traipse through the game, unhurt.
For him, it was the journey, a pleasing way to pass time and explore the world of the game makers. I was all like, “Kill or die!”
And I imagine that is a generational difference that explains my view of the film.
Now get the hell off my lawn.