He did what in a great magnetic field?
Wednesday, June 11th, 2008So I finally did something I should’ve done weeks ago: went and saw Iron Man.
Just up front: if you haven’t seen it, it’s a great movie. Also if you have.
I first started to get hopeful, I think, seeing an early trailer for it. The first review I read was by James Berardinelli of ReelViews, who’s the only critic I follow, in large part because he tends to get action movies, and not condescend to them. He basically said that director Jon Favreau had made it as an action movie that happened to be about a superhero, not as a funnybook movie. Which was the very promise the trailers seem to hold out, and what got my blood a-pumpin’.
I actually had more knowledge going in than with most comic book movies, having read the book some back in the Seventies - especially when Barry Smith, now dba Barry Windsor-Smith (the only man for Conan in the comics, since Frazetta wouldn’t do the deed) was doing the art. And I didn’t read it that much, although as a devout technophile I always did have a weakness for the battle robot/powered suit conceit. I just generally didn’t, and don’t, follow aboveground comics, not even X-Men - and I was briefly a villain in the series. (Seriously; tell you later.)
So I can’t really address how truly the movie stuck to the comic, although it seemed to do so fairly well. What I can talk about is how true it stayed to how to make a kick-ass action movie.
Which to my mind was: very.