By: Hawk Ripjaw –
I heard a commercial for Shari’s Berries on the drive home from work today. When you’ve got commercials mentioning “thick, juicy berries dipped in succulent chocolate that your mom will love,” you’ve completely embraced the nasty thoughts your brand name inspires.
Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2
I do a monthly audit of my mental list of my top 5 favorite Marvel movies, and the first Guardians of the Galaxy is always on it. It reads as follows:
5: Doctor Strange
3: Guardians of the Galaxy
2: Captain America: Civil War
1: Captain America: The Winter Soldier
The Avengers is automatically discounted because I have an unpleasant emotional memory attached to that movie and I don’t like to think about it. Doctor Strange occasionally gets bumped off the bottom in favor of the original Iron Man. Clearly though, Guardians of the Galaxy has a special place in my heart. I’ve been a Chris Pratt fan since Parks & Recreation, and his transformation from doofy boyfriend into action hero worked better than anyone thought. I had a Zoe Saldana phase but I’m more concerned with her acting now. I was on board with Bradley Cooper and Vin Diesel, and was originally opposed to Dave Bautista but came around to love him. It was great. The sequel promises more of the characters we know and love, more creative freedom for James Gunn’s weird sensibilities, and a baby version of Groot that’s so cute it’s kind of disgusting.
Amazingly, I have no idea what this is about, so I’m excited.