do I need to make, like, a ‘reasons gamora will be fine’ tag for people to look at on my blog
Right? I feel like maybe I’m just too used to Marvel comics for this to be concerning for me. I feel like fandom needs a mantra à la Incredibles: when everyone’s dead, no one is.
I’d like to see that post. I’ve read interviews and the like which heavily imply she’ll be back, but I just have no faith anymore, and it really sucks.
A decade of Marvel Cinematic Universe in 29 posters. Here’s the complete collection of all my MCU character posters over the years (both old and new) in honor of Infinity War! I tagged all the individual posters over here
Some more Infinity War thoughts (still very negative, sorry, and still very spoilery)
Virtually every man in this film cannot help but get into a dick-measuring contest whenever he meets another man. Quill and Thor, Tony and Strange, Quill and Tony… okay, that was it I suppose, but it got tired real fast. All three of them should’ve evolved beyond that by now.
Where was Nakia?
It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever for Steve to watch Bucky turn to dust as though something mildly interesting is happening and little else. I can’t believe this movie was written by the same people who wrote Winter Soldier.
I actually did genuinely enjoy seeing Peter Dinklage. Yay, Peter Dinklage!
Where was Valkyrie?
Scotland was strangely empty. Probably because a horde of angry Glaswegians would have taken Thanos down in minutes and then there’d be no movie.
Where was May? Not even a mention of her from Peter? Some resolution to the ending of Homecoming?
“Swear to me on your mother” was about the only dramatic line in this movie that I really loved.
Thor gets a replacement eye for no relevant reason, Quill mocks Thor in a throwaway line for not being able to keep both his eyes in the first place, and almost every substantial line from Rocket is more of the ableist “steal a prosthetic” nonsense. Great going, guys.
Oh, Gamora’s death probably will be undone, if only because Guardians of the Galaxy 3 will be a much harder sell without an A-list female lead. And I’ll rejoice when that happens, but I’ll still be angry about how this movie treated her.
I went into the theater all excited with my new Guardians of the Galaxy backpack and wee little Awesome Mix earrings, but as soon as Gamora died that was it for me. Oh, she might be back of course (especially considering what happens at the end of this movie), and I fucking well hope so, but she was –
– she was fridged for the character development of her abusive, genocidal father, while a literal Nazi ghost (don’t fucking ask) looked on. She died not among her friends, but alone and screaming, because I guess that’s supposed to tug at the heartstrings or something, another great female character murdered. So much for her being front and center of the poster, because her own damn death in this movie is actually about Thanos instead.
Turns out that the character whom the writers consider the most interesting is not the abused but the abuser. Everything about this movie is desperately trying to get the audience to feel sympathy for Thanos, a creature who wants to murder half the galaxy because overpopulation or something. He cries! He speechifies! He has occasional doubts! He is the least interesting villain the MCU has ever conjured up, including that elf played by Christopher Eccleston, and yet the movie is obsessed with him. At the end of the credits the words “Thanos will return” appear. Hooray. Can’t wait to see three more hours of a purple alien, played by a man once arrested for domestic violence, sit around and justify genocide to himself.
After leaving this movie I sat around in the foyer while my husband went to the gents and listened to other people’s reactions. “Thanos had a point,” I heard one guy say. “He was just thinning the herd.”