Iron Man 3 Review
Robert Downey Jr. and Gwyneth Paltrow set the stage for a promising summer in the theaters with Iron Man 3.
In this third installment of the Iron Man franchise, Hollywood’s favorite supercilious super hero, Tony Stark a/k/a Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr.) can’t sleep. Because of the events in The Avengers, Tony has these Harry-Potter-versus-Voldemort nightmares and wakes up screaming, all drenched in sweat every night.
Regardless of other critic’s take on this one, I like what the director and writer did here. In the first two movies, Tony’s health is always in some kind of peril mainly and ironically as a result of his exposure to his own handcrafted and personally engineered weapons. But in this one, he has nothing more than anxiety problems. Ha!
No, it is not the heavily plot-driven story that you would expect from a summer release but it does bring a different and brilliant quality to the story.
There’s only so much you can do to enhance the Iron suit. Yes. They are cool. Really cool. But by breaking the iron heart of Tony Stark (momentarily), the character and therefore the story in general developed something new and much more interesting than enticing gadgets.
They made the Iron Man a real hero. The separation between the nevertheless nifty remote controlled suit from Tony, finally permits that space between man and machine that allows the real Tony Stark to finally surface and save the day by denying himself his treasured toys for the woman he loves and, of course, the world. I certainly did not expect that.
Gwyneth Paltrow, Guy Pierce, and Jon Favreau all play their parts smoothly as well except for the part played by Ben Kingsley. That was confusing. Rebeca Hall’s role is especially gratifying as the most erudite of Tony’s one-night stands.
Funny and far closer to the heart than any of its predecessors Iron Man 3 is a must see this summer.
Note: If you don’t stay after the credits, let’s just say most of the Tony’s narrative won’t make any sense