iron man! man of iron!

So, Iron Man. Gawsh. While this didn't actually kick me out of the cinema on the same dizzy high as did, for example, Stardust, it left me going "wheeee!" enough to have thoroughly fulfilled its obligations as a pulpy action/superhero flick, and then some. It's on my DVD-to-acquire list, which means I can foresee cheerfully rewatching it multiple times when in need of mindless action. (As a caveat, my personal own/rewatch/action category also includes Independence Day and the Fantastic Four movies, so you may not wish to regard this as any index of actual quality).

The interesting thing about this film, to me, is the way that its satisfactions are slightly off-centre - it's a pretty competent thing of its kind, but in various rather pleasing ways it didn't quite do what I expected. ( Off-centre musings follow. )

I haven't actually read any of the Iron Man comics - anyone familiar with them? Are the Interesting Things, TM, I find in the movie actually reflective of the source material? Or do I owe Robert Downey Jr. and Jon Favreau a grateful bottle of gin for this new and pleasing thing they have wrought?

Last Night I Dreamed: demented dreams of large-scale and utter work failure, for which I blame Sid.