Marvel Productions. Kevin Feige, Producer; Anthony Russo and Joe Russo, Directors.
Staring: Chris Evans, Samuel L. Jackson, and Scarlett Johansson.
A special effects extravaganza with a plot as thin as a wet tissue, best describes this “moving picture.” (I hesitate to use the term.) And move it does—all the time, all over the screen, and all over what svelte plot there is.
In essence, this film is a remake of the classic 1957 film Shootout at the OK Corral. Today’s film mise en scene in current day and instead of six-shooters we see futuristic weapons that could wipe out mankind/womankind/etc.. There is the good guy and his sidekick (naturally), the good/bad/good female, the hard-as-nails. know-it-all top gun; and, of course the eeevil big-time manager who plans to rule the world. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!.
Here’s this fellows scheme: his cadre has pinpointed millions of people to be terminated because they are miscreants, old, sick, stupid, nonproductive, etc. As a result, the remaining folks will live in a utopian society under his control. Does this sound familiar circa, 1933-1945?
At times, the dialogue is so trite and spoken so ineptly that I slid down in my seat; embarrassed for the patrons in the theater with me who had to listen and see this tripe. There is not one character in this charade of a film that engenders empathy—no one with whom we can identify, no situation or location that renders true. It’s impossible to willing suspension disbelief in this film—the audience’s keystone to a successful moving-picture.
This film is nonsense, idiotic, stupid, and a waste of time. Save you money. Stay home.