As a
white guy who only knows comic book stuff from the movies and from watching
comic nerds discuss said movies and point out Easter eggs that I would never
have noticed (“That’s a reference to Red Spandex.” “Okay, if you say so.”) I’ve
been hesitant to discuss Black Panther. Mostly because it seems like so many people
are hypersensitive to those who don’t see it as the bestest, most influential
movie ever made. And I’m of the opinion
that it was a solid movie, but I did have a few, minor issues with it.
One
miniscule issue I had was I would have liked more debate over the issue “What
should the powerful do?” What they had was good, but given the importance, and
relevance, of the matter, I feel more would have been better. I think it was a month or so ago I saw a post
where someone said the first cut of the film was almost four hours. That, may have been a bit much, but another
twenty minutes or so further fleshing out the sides would have been great.
The
bigger issue I had was the … cliché story structure. I mean, bad guy jumps good guy and leaves him
for dead. But he’s not dead, thanks to
someone saving something special from being destroyed. Good guy fights bad guy, but needs to call
his plucky female “sidekick” to tech something to help him finish the
fight. Oh wait, that’s the ending of Iron Man. Obadiah jumps Tony and takes his second chest
reactor. Tony would have died, except
Pepper had – instead of destroying it like he had asked – made the “Proof Tony
Stark has a heart” thing with his first chest reactor. During the final fight, Tony has Pepper
overload the big arc reactor to finish off Obadiah.
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