Who woulda thunk it, but Robert Downey Jr and Iron Man is a great combination. Yes, I’m a fan of the franchise, but the best part of it is Iron Man. It’s just a perfect match. I totally believe that Downey is reformed, more or less, from his dissolute ways, distancing himself from a past that he now finds abhorrent. Essentially, though, he’s still the same guy. I mean, no matter where you go, there you are. Downey’s Iron Man is pitch perfect.
On the other hand, there is absolutely no reason to see it in 3D and the Easter Egg isn’t worth waiting to go to the toilet. Just go. It’s not the least bit interesting, and you’ll be able to watch it on You Tube any minute, now.
But the movie, overall, was exactly right for what it was: a kick-ass, action-packed, mildly psychological, comics flick. The explosions were bright and noisy, Gwyneth Paltrow finally gets to do some violence, and the villain is appropriately villainous. I very much enjoyed my “date with myself,” to the movies.
[Note: Avoid the nachos at the Cheesecake Factory. Actually, just don’t go to the Cheesecake Factory. There has to be something better within range.]