“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of (or commentary about) websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time. Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.” This is subject to change, however. In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while. For rants promote change, and change can be good—right? Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).
It only took me four years to finally see [Iron Man] after it came out in 2008. It was worth seeing. Sorry, what I meant to say was…
Oh my, I become disorientated thinking about what it would be like to see the movie in an actual theater. For it was something to behold on our 31” LCD, and I can imagine there being a need for ambulances to be idling outside of an [IMAX] screening of the movie.
Come on now, who (whom?) am I trying to kid? I don’t talk like that, and geeking out over Iron Man is no time to be trying to elevate my wordsmithing to a higher grammatical level.
So, let’s try that again, which is to say that I get dizzy thinking about seeing Iron Man on a bigger screen with a surround sound system big enough to curl my nose hairs. Yeah, that sounded much better.
Okay, there appears to be several good reasons for why Arlynda will not let me out in public anymore, but she can get just as bad. In fact, after I
made asked her to watch Iron Man with me, she
insisted upon seeing [Iron Man 2].
In some respects, Iron Man 2 was even better than Iron Man. For it filled in many of the gaps in the storyline, and then there was [Scarlett Johansson] looking every bit as ravishing as many have said she was in other roles and in person.
No, I have never thought of Scarlett as being all that before, and Iron Man 2 was so good that Arlynda did not mind me discreetly slobbering in my chair whenever she graced a scene with her presence. In all fairness, Arlynda has had a thing for [Robert Downey, Jr.] for a lot longer than she has known me, and I am egotistical enough to believe that she was not settling for scraps when she begged me to marry her a little over 19 years ago.
Hey, my darling wife also perked right up when she saw [Samuel L. Jackson] as [Nick Fury] in the squel. So, I suppose we will need to see [The Avengers] when it becomes available to the lowly likes of us in 2-3 years.
Speaking of such, [Agents of S.H.E.I.L.D.] will be on ABC this fall. Since I do not remember all that much about the bunch from my comic book days years ago, I am very hopeful of being able to enjoy the show.
I suspect that one of the reasons why I am able to geek out so much over [Iron Man] these days is because of not remembering a whole lot about the character from over 30 years ago. For I remember a lot about [Spider-Man], and I have found most of the recent movies about him sorely lacking—even with all of the modern [CGI] wizardry included in the $100 million extravaganzas.
Not so with the Iron Mans. Therefore, Arlynda and I are looking forward to when we can see [Iron Man 3]. If you promise to behave, your better half might let you out of the house to see it sooner.