Skip to main content

Translate

Ant-Man: the Review


 All Scott Lang wanted was to get to be a part of his daughters life.
Unfortunately, after being released from jail, no one will give him a job. Scott's willing to work anywhere, as long as its legal, much to the distaste of his goofy friends, who have a new gig for him that's not exactly within the perimeters of the law. Scott explains to them that he did not rob, he burglared, and though it wasn't right, there was a difference. After he was laid off, he hacked into a company that was cheating people, and set things right, money-wise. Now, his friends want him to do another job, but he's not going to blow his chance to be more apart of Cassie's life.
 When he realizes that that's never going to happen until he can provide money for his daughter, and that no one will hire him, Scott feels forced to relent. He and his goofy, well-meaning friends find an old house, and, using amazing cat-burglary and technological skills, Scott quickly and quietly breaks into the elaborately secured house and discovers only a suit.
 When they return to the apartment, Scott tries it on...and finds himself a few inches tall. After a terrifying experience throughout the apartment at the size of an ant, Scott frantically returns the suit to the house. On the way out, however, he's captured by the police...and the head of the police force just so happens to be Cassie's stepdad. Great.
  When Scott's in his jail cell, he can't help but feeling that he'll never see Cassie again. That is, until a miracle happens. The suit, carried by ants are smuggled into the cell. He quickly changes into it, runs underneath the bars, and finds the man whose house he broke into.
 Turns out, his name is Hank Pym, a former scientist from S.H.I.E.L.D who had been working on a shrinking formula, but resigned when things when awry. Now, he and his daughter are working against the clock to defeat Pym's former protege, Darren Cross, who has stolen the formula and using it to make super army of Wasps that would allow the buyer of the formula to control the world.
 And, unfortunately, Darren Cross has decided to sell to Hydra. Remember them? They're kind of the evil bad guys in every single Marvel movie.
 Scott's job, Pym tell him, his to use the suit, and train the ants, to destroy Darren's formula and steal the Wasp prototype he's selling. In order to do that, he must train with Pym and his daughter Hope, a friend of Darren's whose actually working with her dad and has earned Darren's trust enough to learn more about the Wasp.
 And so the real journey begins, a journey of gigantic...and tiny....proportions, as Scott must fight against the forces of evil to save not only the country, but his friends, and his daughter.
 Ant-Man is one of my favorite Avengers movies. It doesn't quite have the 'shoot 'em up' feel of the others, but Marvel has taken an imaginative and humorous twist. Besides a little language, Ant-Man tries  not to bug its violence with over-the-top violence, although there are a few run ins where some people turn to bug goop. The movie is imaginative, with humor and heart, as Scott, Hope, and Pym learn something about being a father, and the value of family.
  Scott' willing to do anything for Cassie, even dying for his daughter. Even though he's made some bad choices, he's got a good heart that wants more than anything to always be there for his daughter.
 Hope learns how much her dad loves her, and Pym learns a little bit about letting go in the process.

Ant-Man's a great movie with a funny, creative, and amazing world that involves flying ants, quantum physics, a life-size Thomas the Tank Engine, and a good message about being a dad. No matter how many times we tell God that we don't need Him, even if we don't say it out loud, He pursues us. He never lets a child of His go.
  Whether or not you watch Ant-Man, remember that, young grasshopper. See you later!
                                                                                                          ---page turner


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

No Strings Attatched

"I've got no strings to hold me down, to make me fret, to make me frown!" sang little Pinocchio as he danced glibly around the stage, string-less and worry-less, as the other puppets look sadly on, connected by strings like true marionettes. Maybe you recognize this scene from the 1945 Disney Pinocchio movie. For some reason, that made me think about our strings. I think we pride ourselves to be like Pinocchio: chipper, happy, and totally independent (although not quite as wooden.) Well, in reality, we are totally dependent on God. Our talents, our future, our past, our present, and our circumstances are all in the hand's of God. Sure, our decisions change things, but God's in control; nothing we do happens without Him planning it. Good grief, we don't even control our body! You can't tell your cells to burn glucose to give you energy, or your heart to beat, or your stomach juices to digest the food. (Say it with me, eww . Very good.) But God looks after u...

An Ode to My iPod: Part 2

iPod, you were in your plastic baggy I stared at you as I cleaned the kitchen How broken you were! The rice could not fix you, it seemed A friend suggested I get a new one Replace you, dear iPod? I had no other choice! You've been with me through a lot, dear iPod Through my first couple basketball games Through that terrible thunderstorm I listened to you during my sad times I played you when I was happy Your music reminded me of good memories Why, wonderful iPod, why did I let you get wet? It was such an innocent thunderstorm I held you as I listened to your song But was it for the last time? I listened to you as we drove long miles Your ability to store music astounds me So many memories are in those songs! My little iPod, you played as we grouted the porch You were beside me in the late nights when I couldn't sleep You lie on my pillow, supplying me with audio as I draw Dear little iPod, your music kept me running I guess I shall have to say good-bye,...

Day 21

  Hey, Page Turner here! Back for day 20 in my countdown to Valentine's Day. There is a lot of romance movies out there. One of my personal favorites is Princess Bride. ( spoiler alerts ahead)  I mean, come on. " My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." It doesn't get much better than that, does it?! Princess Bride is a humorous romance complete with a kidnapped princess, shrieking eels, giants, sword fights, Miracle Max, betrayal, and a dashing hero. The best part is the entire story is read by a grandpa to his sick grandchild, a young kid with a cynical sense of humor and boyish distaste for romance. The movie follows the love story of Buttercup and Wesley, two peasants who are madly in love. Their story is cut short when Wesley dies at the hand of the Dread Pirate Robertson, and Buttercup is given to the prince to marry. As the days count down to her wedding day, Buttercup is kidnapped by a Spaniard swordsman, a kind-hearted giant, and a se...

Followers