Over the weekend The Boyfriend and I saw Iron Man. He loved it. Of course, it's only natural he would. Notorious playboy, who manufactures weapons for a living, and invents an "iron" suit that allows him to fly and kick ass. I mean, what red-blooded, testosterone-laden man wouldn't love that concept? So enchanted was The Boyfriend by this movie that he told me he liked it better than Batman Begins.
Put on the brakes there Iron Boy.
I did enjoy Iron Man. For a superhero movie it was pretty darn good. Now that Robert Downey Jr. has stopped ingesting junk for a living, it's really shown in his work. I thought he was fabulous in the understated Zodiac, and he's got a charming, rascal-y quality to him in Iron Man. I liked it more than any of the Spider-Man movies, certainly better than Superman Returns, and even a little better than the X-Men movies. But better than Batman? Um, no.
To illustrate my point, one of the previews to Iron Man was a new Dark Knight trailer I hadn't seen yet. Oh man, I am desperate to see this movie. The Joker! Harvey Dent! Christian Bale looking scrumptious! I don't think Maggie Gyllenhaal is quite "pretty" enough to play Rachel Dawes, but she's certainly a better actress and not nearly as annoying as Tom Cruise's personal robot, Katie Holmes. So major props there. Sigh, it is depressing though to watch Heath Ledger swagger his way though these clips as The Joker. You could make the argument that Brokeback Mountain already "made" him - but this movie would have launched his career into the stratosphere, says I. There's no other way to slice it - it's so damn depressing and such a god-awful waste.