Iron Man 3 comes out May 3. I know at least three people in my household who anxiously await its release. They’re not such fanatics that they’ve already bought tickets–at least I don’t think they have. But they do appreciate the genre.
Want to know a secret? I do, too. Weird, I know, that a middle aged, suburban, working mom and wife would enjoy such gratuitous violence. But the Iron Man franchise has a lot going for it:
- Robert Downey, Jr. Does anyone even remember his little stint in prison? Not so much. Because he owned his misdeeds, paid his debt to society and then worked his tail off to become one of the greatest actors of our generation. Sure, some people work more. Nicholas Cage comes to mind. But RDJ brings versatility and an old-Hollywood style that refreshes.
- The Everyman (and Everywoman) Hero. I could never be Superman or Wonder Woman or any of dozens of other superheroes. But in our lifetime someone somewhere will likely invent a supersuit that enables us with superpowers much like Iron Man. I’m saving up.
- Love interest. Gwyneth Paltrow finds the appropriate amount of romance and steely toughness required to keep a BF like Iron Man. Like her, I like flirting with my man, and I occasionally getting dressed up for no reason.
You have to admit Iron Man offers compelling reasons to buy a ticket to its third installment. I can promise you I’ll be there. If only to pick up tips for the future.