MCU Rewind
1. Iron Man (2008) dir. Jon Favreau
"I am Iron Man."
When I made the decision (sorry Snow) to do this rewatch of all the MCU flicks, I felt trepidation. Less so about the amount of movies and more that I’d have to start with the much heralded Iron Man. A film I fell out of love with a while ago. To get it out of the way, yes, it’s a landmark, important film. One I’d call good. But how good is?
The film belongs RDJ. If he didn’t work, neither would the movie. Iron Man is film with the bones of a script and not much else so it’s on him to infuse it with all potential life. Thankfully he’s up to the task. It’s interesting seeing him put in such a workman like performance considering what both he and the MCU as a whole have become. But he has the hard hat on at all times, to aid his usual charismatic performance.
More then it’s sequel, this is the film where Tony feels like a recovering addict. After the calamity that leaves him only mostly dead, he proudly proclaims his eyes were opened his eyes. But there isn’t much difference between Tony at the start of the film and the end. As with most folks who are struck by a personal tragedy, it is how it effects him that moves Tony. And what Tony finds in his armor is a layer of protection, a new fix. Something to lose himself in and stop dealing with all those icky, messy emotions.
This is not a flaw. On the contrary, I think it’s what works best about Iron Man throughout the MCU. Like an addict who speeds through the 12 steps, he moralizes without ever truly reflecting on his own hypocrisy. Sometimes he realizes he messes up, might even apologize, but it’s nearly all from a selfish place of main character syndrome and it works. Because like his first suit he’s broken pieces put back together, mended. Not something new.
Sadly there isn’t any of this kind of depth for any of the other characters in the film. All are one note, with a specific task of either being there for Tony to simply play off or to move the plot along. The one who ends up standing out is Coulson thanks to Gregg’s matter of fact approach.
The look of the first two Iron Man movies are so stark compared to what comes after. For better and worse, they are 00s blockbusters through and through. The black levels pop, the camera work dynamic, but the world itself is stuck with the increasing blah aesthetic of our own. What really kills it in the looks department are the suits themselves. They nailed them. They have a real heft, presence that sells the whole concept. One of those transition to live action that thoroughly replaced the source material in my mind.
Where the film really suffers though is pacing. This is the aspect that makes me dread returning to this film (well outside of it’s moment of casual transphobia). Nearly every scene feels too long. The dramatic beats suffer more then the comedic ones, but it all feels stretched to a never achieved breaking point. Even with the autopilot of the pretty atrocious climax.
That said I don’t want to leave this review on a sour note, because the movie doesn’t. The final scene of the film is a classic. Drawing us in with the idea of Tony about to put on his thick glasses and S curl, to move into the shadows to become the silent guardian. But that’s not Tony Stark.
***1/2
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