The first thing I thought when I finally saw the early stages of War Machine clash with drunk growling Iron Man, after a premature geekgasm of Downy Jr. blowing up champagn bottles with palm pulses over LA hotties, was that this movie can be summed up in one phrase . . .
Roided Rock'em Sock'em robots with a handle of Jose.
The movie was a well oiled machine of strategically casted and thoughtfully executed writing in what seemed like a 5 act arch reaction (Stark tech ref.-told you I'm a nerd; or maybe I just pay attention to close to stupid details).
Every expectation was fullfilled and every implied promise exceded. Most super hero and video game franchise flicks disappoint with overemphasis in the wrong areas. They try to appease hard core followings without understanding what to give them.
Iron Man 2 was worth the wait. Kudos
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