Iron Man 2
What do you do when yo
u manage to create a comic-to-film adaptation that is able to eschew the inherent corniness that comes with the superhero genre and is actually equal parts clever, exciting, entertaining, action-packed, and culturally relevant in a way that doesn’t feel contrived or forced (okay, maybe it was a little contrived)? Well if Iron Man 2 is any indication you blow all the entertaining aspects from the original to such abrasive proportions that it loses the feel that made it so naturally entertaining rendering the final product into little more than a corny superhero flick. Disposable and forgettable.
It’s almost a tragedy really because Robert Downey Jr. still slips so comfortably back into the role of Tony Stark it’s frustrating to see everyone else stumble around him. My immediate issue is that every character is now attempting to be Tony Stark. Not as an intentional characteristic, just because the film is so enamored with making every character clever and witty. Tony’s ability to slip in a sly comment at just the right moment was on of the key elements that made the character and so endearing. Here everyone drops one-liners with the same exact intonation and delivery as Tony Stark. Except they’re not Tony Stark and they’re not being played by Robert Downey Jr. It just doesn’t work as well and the more characters I saw attempting to be little Tony Starks the more frustrated I got. The film is just one scene of witty banter that isn’t nearly as witty as it thinks it is after another. I was half expecting after every line that the delivering character would slowly turn their eyes toward the audience and send out a knowing wink.
In no way is this more apparent then in Justin Hammer (Sam Rockwell) a fellow arms magnate who, unlike the other characters who unintentionally become uninteresting versions of Tony, is clearly designed to be Tony, but uninteresting, unfunny, and abrasive. The issue is that any scene he’s in involves him talking at least four or five times longer than he needs to. When a character is meant to inspire audience hatred by being annoying it’s best to have him keep his mouth shut more often than not. Every time his well-barbered head filled the screen he’d just prattle on and on delivering one unfunny line after another. I don’t know if it’s possible to hate a character to death when you’re watching a film that’s already been edited and printed, but I
clearly, and quite unfortunately, lack that particular skill. Oddly enough it’s almost upsetting that the main villain, Ivan Vanko, played by an misutilized Mickey Rourke, gets so little screen time. He’s not a particularly well done character (his ability to get rammed by a speeding car multiple times and walk away unscathed being particularly befuddling), but at least he’s doing his own thing. He feels like a unique snowflake next to the rest of the cookie cutter cast. Besides, in the Iron Man2’s defense he’s a hell of a lot better than the first movie’s, “Hey, I’m totally your buddy…Psyche! I was evil all along” villain played by Jeff Bridges.
So if everyone around Robert Downey Jr. is failing to deliver the goods is he able to carry the film on his capable shoulders? Well, yes and no. When the film is allowing Tony Stark to be Tony Stark the familiarity was warm and fuzzy like a pair of socks straight from the dryer, but the meandering plot keeps biting like a static shock. Clearly someone forgot to put a dryer sheet in with the load. The main driving force behind the film is that the world’s most pimped out pacemaker that is keeping Tony Stark alive is also slowly killing him because it’s leaking unobtainium into his body. So his reaction to this is to be a reckless jackass in an attempt to squeeze as many good times into his remaining days while keeping it a secret from the few people he cares about. You’d think the guy who had no problem announcing that he was Iron Man (Duh-nuh-nu-nuh-nu-nuh-uh Naah-ah-ah) to the world would be cool with disclosing that his body’s got more terrible flash eroding particles in it than an Indian restaurant.
To be perfectly honest though it’s a capable way to advance the plot. I just wanted more since the first movie had such a great origin story. This is just meh, and gets pushed aside a lot. It’s there and then it gets solved. In the end nothing is lost and nothing was gained and we’re pretty much back where we started when the film set out, it was the safest possible way to go. Nothing was really offensive about it aside from a brief moment where Tony mourns that his father never really cared about him before almost immediately finding an old film that shows that the lovable old Walt Disney rip-off really did care all along. It’s almost insulting for that bit of plot to have made it in because it feels like the rebellious T
ony being forced to explore the unresolved issues between him and a straight-laced and emotionless father would have been more intriguing way to forward the plot and develop the character
Oh and before I forget Scarlet Johannson is in the movie for no other reason than to remind you that Scarlet Johannson is painfully attractive. Enjoy it if you’ve got the requisite Y chromosome to appreciate such shameless pandering. It’s at the very least more arousing than Tony and Pepper Potts’ completely flat romance.
So what’s left is the boom-splosions that by law no movie staring a man in a robot suit should be without. The action sequences are appropriately loud, obnoxious, and filled with the required number of bright shiny explosions that causw millions of dollars in property damage and will make you just want to point out and go “ooooh” and “ahhhhh.” By the the finale came up though my investment in the film had already folded over and I just didn’t care. If you just want a popcorn flick I’m sure this will satisfy, but if you’re expecting something more from a sequel to a film that was something more than the average summer spectacle then you’re probably going to feel let down.
Tags: Iron Man, John Favreau, Robert Downey Jr., Sequels



