When we traveled to Cleveland last summer to witness first hand the filming of Avengers, we knew it was going to be big. The collapsed building facades, flipped cars, charred NYC ruins were all indications that an epic battle would serve as the film’s climactic scene. As NYC police cars and ambulances rushed in, sounds of explosions filled the air, the army soldiers pointed their tank guns up to the sky and began shooting—we thought, “who are they shooting at? The Hulk? Skrulls? A flying Loki?”
After months of speculation, anticipation and sneak peeks, the Avengers has finally arrived in US theaters. Its no secret that doubt and fear has surrounded this film from the start—and why wouldn’t it? You’re taking characters/egos that can carry their own franchises (and don’t necessarily need each other) and shoving them into a film where they’ll have to share their on screen time. The truth is, this film could’ve gone wrong in every way imaginable—it should have gone wrong. The only way it could cheat its destiny of imminent failure was for Whedon to create a film that would please fanboys(girls) and film audiences, alike. In other words, he’d have to create an absolute masterpiece—delivering an origin story that would work, not only for The Avengers franchise, but also mix in nicely with each of the hero’s individual story line. The writing would need to be flawless, the editing immaculate and the Hulk would need to be right this time.
If you were one of the millions that went to see the film yesterday (opening day here in the states), any trepidations you may have felt about the film’s execution, have surely been washed away. To say that Whedon created a masterpiece would be a gross understatement. The film was perfection, from the beginning to the post, post credit scenes. (If you haven’t seen the film yet, make sure you stick around all the way to the end. Not only do you find out what Marvel villain will be the next to take on one (or all) of these super heroes, but you also get a shot of the Avengers doing a very normal, human thing.)
Whedon managed to weave together a story where, not only are these characters true to their own franchises, but forge together, albeit because of a heartbreaking event, to form this team of awesomeness. The verbal sparring sessions, the sly smirks, the sadness in Thor’s eyes, the fear in a shaky Black Widow, Bruce Banner’s nervousness and Tony Stark’s snarky remarks are like watching a beautiful dance take place. One misstep and it could all go to hell. But there are no missteps. It truly was amazing. Down right epic.
As the lights went down, the room quieted and we all, collectively, held our breath. It grew so still and silent, you could hear a pin drop. And then the Marvel logo came on and we were immersed into Whedon’s world. In those two and half hours we laughed—hysterically, we cheered and yes, we cried. Hard.
Whedon managed to give all these characters real human traits— they’re not one-dimensional heroes and villains in this film. They’re flawed, they bleed, they evolve, like us. Each was allowed to showcase their talents, wits and faults, without stealing anyone else’s thunder (no Thor pun intended). He managed to make me HATE Loki—where as in Thor I saw Loki as a victim and just wanted to hug the guy. He gave us some insight into the two master assassins Black Widow and Hawkeye—so much so, that I’m actually hoping they get their own franchise. And he got the Hulk right. Ruffalo was the perfect choice to play Bruce Banner/Hulk, and he was right, we did get Ruffalized.
“You were made to be ruled,” says a power hungry Loki. “In the end you will always kneel.” He’s right. We will kneel.
We will kneel before Whedon, because he has created the perfect comic book film. He has brought the vivid colored pages to life right before our very eyes—where the editing and transitioning between the character’s introductions, the interweaving of their stories, the action, comedy and heartbreaking scenes were seamless and precise.
It was epic, beyond amazing and, I can’t say it enough, perfection.
I bow down to you Mr. Whedon and I thank you.