Iron Man 3
** out of ****
Directed by: Shane
Black
Starring: Robert
Downey Jr., Gwyneth Paltrow, Don Cheadle, Guy Pearce and Ben Kingsley
Running time: 129
minutes
The onslaught of superhero franchises that hit
the big screen after Spider Man broke box office records in May
2002 fed an audience demand to see big, broad, effects-laden stories of good
overcoming evil. The closest of Marvel's films to interact directly with both
the tensions and patriotic bravado of a post-9/11 society was Iron Man.
That trilogy's greatest asset was always Robert
Downey Jr., whose dry, sarcastic persona brought a lighthearted amicability to
billionaire industrialist Tony Stark. However, his biting charm as Stark, King
of Snark, is not enough to save Iron Man 3, a big, dumb, noisy
extravaganza that turns (unintentionally) into a self-parody of the superhero
subgenre.
Stark is a weapon of mass destruction in his Iron
Man suit, especially when he battles alongside pal James Rhodes (Don Cheadle),
who has his own metal alter ego, War Machine (or “Iron Patriot,” depending on
whichever you think sounds cooler).
Together, Stark and Rhodes are single-handedly
fighting the War on Terror. Using terms from the modern geopolitical
environment, Iron Man and War Machine are drones. They soar through the sky to
defend the motherland from the Mandarin, a nonchalant terrorist kingpin played
by Ben Kingsley.
After the Mandarin orders an air strike on Stark’s Malibu
mansion and sends it crumbling into the Pacific, the playboy superhero must
redeem himself and find out the terrorist's identity by investigating the
places the mysterious antagonist already bombed.
The film takes place in a world of familiar
political anxieties. Stark can summon his iron components with the flick of a
wrist, using state-of-the-art technology to control the effectiveness of his
violent capabilities. Instead of looking into the dilemma of drone warfare in
the War on Terror or how it confronts the protagonist and the victims of such
attacks, Iron Man 3's conflict is, unfortunately, rather tame.
Although the film opens with Stark’s voice
explaining how “men create their own demons,” Shane Black’s film doesn’t spend
much time exploring the emotional complexity of the character - even when
terrorists threaten Stark’s life, as well as his girlfriend, Pepper Potts
(Gwyneth Paltrow).
Black, who co-wrote the film with Drew Pearce, is
as close a screenwriter as one could get to Stark’s persona: self-aware,
scathingly funny and full of curt one-liners. Black wrote Lethal Weapon,
Last Action Hero and Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, all of which would have
been appropriate subtitles for Iron Man 3. However, his reunion
with Bang Bang star Downey Jr. does not have much of the wit or
substance of that earlier noir parody.
Instead, Iron Man 3 turns into an
unintentional parody of superhero blockbusters, relying on sequel indulgences
that have failed in the past. Like its first sequel, this Iron Man entry
is packed with thinly written characters that have questionable motivations. Among
this group is Maya Hansen (Rebecca Hall), a scientist and old flame of Stark’s
who gets little to do.
She works for Aldrich Killian (Guy Pearce), who
is interested in limb regeneration; unfortunately, the script cannot generate
much personality within that character until he turns into a cartoon halfway
through. Pearce is a good actor in a thankless role – similar to Sam
Rockwell’s disappointing turn in #2. Furthermore, a precocious (and dreadfully
annoying) kid who enters during the middle third is useless to the story, but
required to help Marvel Studios pander to the younger audiences of parent
company Disney.
At one point of Iron Man 3, Killian tells
Stark that "subtlety has indeed had its day," which could be a future
tagline for Marvel Studios. Sure, the film has some thrilling action sequences,
including a fantastic rescue of free-falling airplane passengers. However,
instead of exploring its characters or examining the shades of grey surrounding
weapons technology in modern times, Iron Man 3 is content to think in
terms of black and white, as well as be an illogical, loud and explosive piece
of popcorn cinema.
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