Okay, apparently this makes me a bad person, but I liked Iron Man 2 more than the first – even though, true enough, I thought the first movie was awesome. On subsequent viewings, though, I find that the original Iron Man is sluggish in spots. I never felt like Iron Man 2 let up.
This is probably where the good and bad lines fall.
Stuff I liked: Mickey Rourke as Whiplash, but only when he didn’t use a full metal suit. Don Cheadle as Lt. Col. Rhodes. The little homage to Walt Disney and his old EPCOT promo videos. Scarlet Johannsen, the world’s greatest computer-generated actress! Pepper getting a promotion to run Stark Industries! The aerial battles!
Stuff I didn’t like so much: Sam Rockwell’s spray-on tan palms. Whiplash in the full metal suit. Pepper turning into a whiny failure as Stark Industries CEO.
Don’t get me wrong: As a faux documentary of a washed-up wrestler, it’s a great movie, the characters are realistic, and the production is well made. The movie deserves the praise that it received during the last Oscar season. But, damn, what a downer.
If you want to save yourself a couple of hours and what little shred of hope you might have left for happy endings, let me give you this totally spoiling summary of the film:
Mickey Rourke makes bank off of looking like a giant clay troll doll, blows a chance to reconnect with his estranged daughter, nearly hooks up with Marisa Tomei, and then self-destructs in a rematch with his old wrestling arch-nemesis.
It wore me out.