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Set to the backdrop of ‘Awesome Mixtape #2, the Guardians’ adventures continue as they traverse the outer reaches of the cosmos.
They must fight to keep their newfound family together as they unravel the mysteries of Peter Quill’s true parentage. IMDb
Somewhere in the galaxy, Tony Stark is having an existential crisis. Steve is obsessed with Bucky. And, after seeing the trailer for Thor: Ragnarok, it looks like the titular character has been reduced to cage fighting.
Where’s the fun in that?
Could it be that the most dysfunctional bunch of losers are what will save Marvel Studios’ reputation as the house of fun? A couple of years ago it seemed Marvel was well into Phase II of world domination. But then came The Winter Soldier and Tony had his sass gene surgically removed.
Don’t get me wrong – I will always love The Avengers. I am a Marvel fan through and through and still do believe they are world leaders. BUT. Some of the fun has gone. In every extended story arc the hero has to eventually develop a conscience. They have to have a dark night of the soul and emerge a worthier, but sometimes less entertaining, character.
Not so with the Guardians of the Galaxy crew. They are up for shenanigans from the first frame of film and the audience was with them, tapping our feet to Awesome Mix #2, as we enjoyed the big daddy of all opening sequences. Imagine the biggest, toothiest intergalactic octopus battling the four adult (and I use that term loosely) Guardians pushed into the background whilst the camera focuses on Baby Groot … dancing.
What a hoot!
The music is insanely good – I have never loved Fleetwood Mac’s Never Break the Chain more. The action never lets up and there is not one but five (yes, five) mid and end credit scenes. So do not leave at the end of the movie.
However, like the very best romps, there are … if not exactly quieter moments, let’s say snatches of sorrow. Sisters fight but also unite, pain and past secrets are shared and a genuine concern for one another makes watching this crew a rich experience. In amongst the action, there are comments on what a hero is and what the ultimate hero, a dad, should be.
It is certainly ‘more of the same’ but it is also deliciously ‘more of the same’ – the off-beat, the villainously heroic and the elegantly evil.
There are knock down, drag out fights (and that’s just the girls). There are 100s of different aliens. There are plot twists, new friends and new enemies to be made. Elizabeth Debicki revels in her role as an Art Deco gold statue (erm, I mean a Sovereign priestess) and you will not believe some of the cameos.
There are absolutely brilliant rendered backgrounds and animated characters – I almost forgot the worlds we were seeing weren’t real and that Chris Pratt couldn’t actually fly. I am in awe of the animators.
And there is growth. Each character develops through the story as little by little their tough exteriors are chipped away. However, what we are left with is not the paralysis that afflicts The Avengers but an energy for more. More adventures, more firefights, more shenanigans. Please.
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