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deannieI decided to finally watch Captain America. I've thoroughly loved the Iron Man, Thor, and Avengers movies, so I figured it was time to bite the bullet.
I kind of love Chris Evans, lots and lots and more and more as I watch him. Not HUGELY fond of Steve Rogers, but he'll do—honestly, I'm more of a Johnny Storm/Jake Jensen sort of gal. But again, Mr. Clean has his charm and it's about time I watch the part of the Marvel movieverse I've been missing.
I had ZERO desire to watch the original Captain America. I was never a Captain America fan growing up, plus digital manipulation of people (meaning "let's make Chris Evans 5'7" for half the movie) gives me the wiggins. I didn't like it when they did it to Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellen in that X-Men movie, I didn't like it in the LOTR and Hobbit movies, I don't like it now.
Except that it works. beautifully. And I buy it. (I bought it in the Tolkien-based films, too—it just still gave me the wiggins.)
I love Howard Stark. I love the idea that overblown showmanship and intense skill are simply family traits, that Tony was almost as engineered to be the man he is and Steve is about to be engineered to be the man he becomes. (sidebar: How cool would it be if Tony really was engineered? Totally an AU fic in there somewhere.)
And of course, there's Stanley Tucci, who is made of awesome. No idea why I loves him so much, but it's akin to a pie addiction. Likewise Tommy Lee Jones.
The grenade test defines Steve. Seriously. Up until now, you know he's going to be picked and you know how it's going to end and you know he's gung ho. But until the moment where he thinkingly grabs a live grenade and sacrifices himself, you don't actually know that he's a hero before he ever gets in the tank.
Which is just underlined by Erskine's beautiful speech. Beautiful. THIS is why I love Stanley Tucci. Watch that right there. Seriously.
And the talk in the car... I think I'm liking Steve more and more because he's not adorkable. I'm very fond of adorkable characters as a rule (hence Jake Jensen), but it's sort of... fitting that the 90-pound weakling isn't the dork. He's a big guy in a little wrapper. And incredibly self-possessed. I'll keep him.
(aside: Steve puts on his cover as they walk into the antiques store. Oughtn't he to be taking it off? Or is that procedure a newer one? I thought you weren't supposed to wear your cover inside...?)
"Vita-rays"... Right...
I just LOVE the hand Erskine puts on Steve's shoulder as the infusions are about to start. It's completely unnecessary and yet beautifully telling of his character and Steve's.
Sigh. Bye bye, Doc. It was nice to know you. Take your paycheck home, Stanley, and shower it on those kids of yours, mkay?
Some people should not run on film. I fear Chris Evans is one of them. Please to have him run more, shirtless, that I may make a more informed decision. kthxbye.
Question: What if your poison tooth got, like, caught in your bagel. Wouldn't that be a crap-ass Sunday morning?
(Bunch of stuff happens, Hugo chews scenery, people go boom, blah blah blah)
Ah, Tommy! You just can't see the kick ass soldier in the former 90-pound weakling. Let me beat some sense into you. But FIRST—
That's right, folks! The obligatory "sell the war" scene! You knew it was coming. He's a little geeky and awkward here and I like that. Steve doesn't do awkward usually, so... nice. And painful. I shall avert my eyes. (Which is funny, because if this was Jensen, I'd be loving the embarrassment. Johnny would just eat it up, so that'd be no fun at all.) Must say I'm a little bothered by how comfortable he gets with it. Good God, I'm pathetic. Have known the character for less than an hour (and no, Avengers-Steve doesn't count because that's 70 years in the future and this is Steve NOW), and already I'm disappointed in him for being less than perfect. SIGH! Deannie, you are such the judgmental watcher.
(Oooo! Totally my new nickname!)
And now I ADORE the troop response to him. LOVE IT. Because really, if you're a superhero or whatever, get the fuck out there and fight like the rest of us, dude! At least when you were a 98-pound weakling, you wanted to be heroic! You've changed Steve— *record scratches* *deep, meaningful gasp* Good lord... That's what Professor Erskine was trying to tell you!
/puts down anvil
"I don't expect you to understand that because you're a chorus girl." And whose fault is THAT, sir? Fantastic line, though.
Ah, the Starks. Genetically drawn to women of power and intelligence and men of brawn and heart *stops slashing the boys—except totally doesn't*
See, as Steve rolls into the truck and faces the baddies? That sort of non-nonplussed "Well this is gonna happen, I guess" look he gives before he starts kicking butt? Part of the reason why I love Chris Evans.
Now, see, a smart soldier would have stripped one of those morons and worn his uniform and glided right in. Alas, Steve's basic training included only tap and soft shoe.
I love how they really try to be in the period with this. It's a fake period that bears little resemblance to the way World War II was fought, but they try to stay there.
Hugo's pissed. Don't piss off Hugo. A three-piece suit, Elven robes, Hydra uniform? Doesn't matter what he's wearing, it never ends well.
"I thought you were dead." "I thought you were smaller." A predictable exchange, but enjoyable nonetheless.
See, people should just not rip their faces off. Just... don't do that, Hugo!
Why exactly is the superhero letting the weak beaten man go across the beam first? Forget the time when Bucky beat people up for you—carry that mother ON YOUR BACK!
Bucky and Steve's facial expressions when Steve's getting ready to jump give me all kinds of killer warm fuzzies!
I didn't cry when the boys walked into camp, by the way. *sniffle* damn allergies...
Bucky, honey, stop inciting the troops to celebrate and get your ass to a medic, please. You look ruggedly horrible.
.... Wait. The movie's not over? But there was the setup and the explanation and the payoff.... Really?
*shrug* Okay!
YAY for sticking it to The Man, Steve! You go—Medal of Valor be damned. (Also, Senator? He actually has a name. Schmuck.)
Damn, Agent Carter! The hell is with that outfit? Good thing you're so subtle with your flirting. *facepalm*
And speaking of subtle... Just stand up and stick your tongue down his throat, random military secretary girl. You know you want to.
OH! But not in front of his would-be girlfriend! Bitch, you are SO demoted!
Vibranium. I loves the 1940s!
The Irish guy with the bowler cracks me up! Us plucky Irish—always spoiling for a fight, but so stylish!
Okay, as a person who hates real-life guns, it's disturbing how sexy I find Bucky (or Cougar or Vin or [insert rifleman here]) when he makes the shot.
(stuff happens—military and actiony and cool....)
BUCKY! NOOOOOOOOO!!!
(Well that happened.)
Oh, Steve! My heart!
I loves Tommy Lee. Have I mentioned that? But please stop eating on screen, honey. You have the table manners of a pig in a trough.
Why is the Hydra symbol of obedience Paul Gross arms ( \o/ )?
Okay, there are, I am sure, tons of Steve-trying-to-get-drunk fic. I would like some. And also, STEEEEEEEEEVE! AWw!
*clears throat* Sorry, where was I?
Ah yes. Take the fight to Hydra. Awesome.
Okay, yes, Americans are arrogant, I get ya, Schmidt. But dude, at least we're not stupid enough to buy that one man is really going to throw himself down your throat without having someone on the outside waiting to cut him out of your stomach. Seriously. Were you dumb and the serum made you dumber?
There is much fighting and Peggy has an automatic weapon and I am happy.
And Steve is sexually frustrated. Poor Steve. Never been kissed and not going to be now because there's only time to stop Red Skull. SIGH!
Oh, but there's totally time to kiss him when you're about to drive off a cliff and he's about to miss jumping on a plane?! Dude, Peggy, I'm fully in deep lust with you, but where are your priorities, woman!?
Tommy: "I'm not gonna kiss you." Again, predictable but enjoyable line.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *breath* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Seriously! You have to paint the names of the target cities on the BOMBS!? Oh, Hugo, you slay me!
Oh, I see, they're planes. Sort of. Still... We painted naked woman on our planes. Just saying. They had pithier names, too.
That was some badass flying, there, Steve. When exactly did you learn to fly?
Okay, loving the Hugo-Steve fight scene, but the Tesseract shinies are really distracting.
Steve? Steve, honey? You broke the plane. You... you broke the plane! Okay, yes, fight and everything, but fix the plane!!!
That's totally how autopilot works, by the way. No matter how imminent the crash, just flip that handy autopilot switch and you're golden.
In the voice of Indiana Jones: CLOSE YOUR EYES, STEVE! CLOSE YOUR EYES!
Um... what just happened there? Should Heimdall be expecting a visitor?
Oh Tommy! Making Morita leave so Peggy can say her goodbyes... *sniffle* Seriously, it's allergies! Damn it.
"Peggy, this is my choice." Oh sure, Steve! Throw her words back in her face! You really don't know anything about women.
And yet Tommy sticks around to eavesdrop? Skeezy.
Two things: 1. That is the lovingiest scene of a broken plane settling into ice I've ever seen. Someone loves his or her model planes more than life and weeps when they break. (totally not me *sniff*). 2. If 21st century Steve finds 100-year-old Peggy and she tells him he's late, I'm done. Tears everywhere because I am that sap!
Oh Howard! Heart! You could have just stopped with the Tesseract but you kept searching for Steve! You're a good man, Howard Stark, I don't care what they say! (Your son, on the other hand...?)
Oooo. Extreme closeup on Chris Evans's eyes. That there alone is worth the price of admission.
Okay, seriously, the Dodgers game? The gaslighting? Who thought this was a good idea. Nick Fury, sometimes you like to fuck with people's heads too much and you don't think about the EASY way of doing things. Steve Rogers willing let his DNA be manipulated and faced the Tesseract. You don't think you could have just... explained to him? SIGH, my good man, SIGH!
Upon further consideration, no. Don't run, Chris. Just... I'm not sure what animal you look like (Scott Bakula looks like a duck), but just... don't run on camera, okay? Thanks.
SEE! See, see, see?!? Did we have to be so melodramatic? "Dude, you got froze, we thawed you, life's different." Kind of like, "Son, we pumped you full of enzymes and vitarays, you grew a foot (and some pecs), life's different." Morons. The Morons of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Thank you, Marvel, for not having Steve find Peggy...
OKAY! Next up: Winter Soldier! (But not right now.)
I kind of love Chris Evans, lots and lots and more and more as I watch him. Not HUGELY fond of Steve Rogers, but he'll do—honestly, I'm more of a Johnny Storm/Jake Jensen sort of gal. But again, Mr. Clean has his charm and it's about time I watch the part of the Marvel movieverse I've been missing.
I had ZERO desire to watch the original Captain America. I was never a Captain America fan growing up, plus digital manipulation of people (meaning "let's make Chris Evans 5'7" for half the movie) gives me the wiggins. I didn't like it when they did it to Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellen in that X-Men movie, I didn't like it in the LOTR and Hobbit movies, I don't like it now.
Except that it works. beautifully. And I buy it. (I bought it in the Tolkien-based films, too—it just still gave me the wiggins.)
I love Howard Stark. I love the idea that overblown showmanship and intense skill are simply family traits, that Tony was almost as engineered to be the man he is and Steve is about to be engineered to be the man he becomes. (sidebar: How cool would it be if Tony really was engineered? Totally an AU fic in there somewhere.)
And of course, there's Stanley Tucci, who is made of awesome. No idea why I loves him so much, but it's akin to a pie addiction. Likewise Tommy Lee Jones.
The grenade test defines Steve. Seriously. Up until now, you know he's going to be picked and you know how it's going to end and you know he's gung ho. But until the moment where he thinkingly grabs a live grenade and sacrifices himself, you don't actually know that he's a hero before he ever gets in the tank.
Which is just underlined by Erskine's beautiful speech. Beautiful. THIS is why I love Stanley Tucci. Watch that right there. Seriously.
And the talk in the car... I think I'm liking Steve more and more because he's not adorkable. I'm very fond of adorkable characters as a rule (hence Jake Jensen), but it's sort of... fitting that the 90-pound weakling isn't the dork. He's a big guy in a little wrapper. And incredibly self-possessed. I'll keep him.
(aside: Steve puts on his cover as they walk into the antiques store. Oughtn't he to be taking it off? Or is that procedure a newer one? I thought you weren't supposed to wear your cover inside...?)
"Vita-rays"... Right...
I just LOVE the hand Erskine puts on Steve's shoulder as the infusions are about to start. It's completely unnecessary and yet beautifully telling of his character and Steve's.
Sigh. Bye bye, Doc. It was nice to know you. Take your paycheck home, Stanley, and shower it on those kids of yours, mkay?
Some people should not run on film. I fear Chris Evans is one of them. Please to have him run more, shirtless, that I may make a more informed decision. kthxbye.
Question: What if your poison tooth got, like, caught in your bagel. Wouldn't that be a crap-ass Sunday morning?
(Bunch of stuff happens, Hugo chews scenery, people go boom, blah blah blah)
Ah, Tommy! You just can't see the kick ass soldier in the former 90-pound weakling. Let me beat some sense into you. But FIRST—
That's right, folks! The obligatory "sell the war" scene! You knew it was coming. He's a little geeky and awkward here and I like that. Steve doesn't do awkward usually, so... nice. And painful. I shall avert my eyes. (Which is funny, because if this was Jensen, I'd be loving the embarrassment. Johnny would just eat it up, so that'd be no fun at all.) Must say I'm a little bothered by how comfortable he gets with it. Good God, I'm pathetic. Have known the character for less than an hour (and no, Avengers-Steve doesn't count because that's 70 years in the future and this is Steve NOW), and already I'm disappointed in him for being less than perfect. SIGH! Deannie, you are such the judgmental watcher.
(Oooo! Totally my new nickname!)
And now I ADORE the troop response to him. LOVE IT. Because really, if you're a superhero or whatever, get the fuck out there and fight like the rest of us, dude! At least when you were a 98-pound weakling, you wanted to be heroic! You've changed Steve— *record scratches* *deep, meaningful gasp* Good lord... That's what Professor Erskine was trying to tell you!
/puts down anvil
"I don't expect you to understand that because you're a chorus girl." And whose fault is THAT, sir? Fantastic line, though.
Ah, the Starks. Genetically drawn to women of power and intelligence and men of brawn and heart *stops slashing the boys—except totally doesn't*
See, as Steve rolls into the truck and faces the baddies? That sort of non-nonplussed "Well this is gonna happen, I guess" look he gives before he starts kicking butt? Part of the reason why I love Chris Evans.
Now, see, a smart soldier would have stripped one of those morons and worn his uniform and glided right in. Alas, Steve's basic training included only tap and soft shoe.
I love how they really try to be in the period with this. It's a fake period that bears little resemblance to the way World War II was fought, but they try to stay there.
Hugo's pissed. Don't piss off Hugo. A three-piece suit, Elven robes, Hydra uniform? Doesn't matter what he's wearing, it never ends well.
"I thought you were dead." "I thought you were smaller." A predictable exchange, but enjoyable nonetheless.
See, people should just not rip their faces off. Just... don't do that, Hugo!
Why exactly is the superhero letting the weak beaten man go across the beam first? Forget the time when Bucky beat people up for you—carry that mother ON YOUR BACK!
Bucky and Steve's facial expressions when Steve's getting ready to jump give me all kinds of killer warm fuzzies!
I didn't cry when the boys walked into camp, by the way. *sniffle* damn allergies...
Bucky, honey, stop inciting the troops to celebrate and get your ass to a medic, please. You look ruggedly horrible.
.... Wait. The movie's not over? But there was the setup and the explanation and the payoff.... Really?
*shrug* Okay!
YAY for sticking it to The Man, Steve! You go—Medal of Valor be damned. (Also, Senator? He actually has a name. Schmuck.)
Damn, Agent Carter! The hell is with that outfit? Good thing you're so subtle with your flirting. *facepalm*
And speaking of subtle... Just stand up and stick your tongue down his throat, random military secretary girl. You know you want to.
OH! But not in front of his would-be girlfriend! Bitch, you are SO demoted!
Vibranium. I loves the 1940s!
The Irish guy with the bowler cracks me up! Us plucky Irish—always spoiling for a fight, but so stylish!
Okay, as a person who hates real-life guns, it's disturbing how sexy I find Bucky (or Cougar or Vin or [insert rifleman here]) when he makes the shot.
(stuff happens—military and actiony and cool....)
BUCKY! NOOOOOOOOO!!!
(Well that happened.)
Oh, Steve! My heart!
I loves Tommy Lee. Have I mentioned that? But please stop eating on screen, honey. You have the table manners of a pig in a trough.
Why is the Hydra symbol of obedience Paul Gross arms ( \o/ )?
Okay, there are, I am sure, tons of Steve-trying-to-get-drunk fic. I would like some. And also, STEEEEEEEEEVE! AWw!
*clears throat* Sorry, where was I?
Ah yes. Take the fight to Hydra. Awesome.
Okay, yes, Americans are arrogant, I get ya, Schmidt. But dude, at least we're not stupid enough to buy that one man is really going to throw himself down your throat without having someone on the outside waiting to cut him out of your stomach. Seriously. Were you dumb and the serum made you dumber?
There is much fighting and Peggy has an automatic weapon and I am happy.
And Steve is sexually frustrated. Poor Steve. Never been kissed and not going to be now because there's only time to stop Red Skull. SIGH!
Oh, but there's totally time to kiss him when you're about to drive off a cliff and he's about to miss jumping on a plane?! Dude, Peggy, I'm fully in deep lust with you, but where are your priorities, woman!?
Tommy: "I'm not gonna kiss you." Again, predictable but enjoyable line.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *breath* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Seriously! You have to paint the names of the target cities on the BOMBS!? Oh, Hugo, you slay me!
Oh, I see, they're planes. Sort of. Still... We painted naked woman on our planes. Just saying. They had pithier names, too.
That was some badass flying, there, Steve. When exactly did you learn to fly?
Okay, loving the Hugo-Steve fight scene, but the Tesseract shinies are really distracting.
Steve? Steve, honey? You broke the plane. You... you broke the plane! Okay, yes, fight and everything, but fix the plane!!!
That's totally how autopilot works, by the way. No matter how imminent the crash, just flip that handy autopilot switch and you're golden.
In the voice of Indiana Jones: CLOSE YOUR EYES, STEVE! CLOSE YOUR EYES!
Um... what just happened there? Should Heimdall be expecting a visitor?
Oh Tommy! Making Morita leave so Peggy can say her goodbyes... *sniffle* Seriously, it's allergies! Damn it.
"Peggy, this is my choice." Oh sure, Steve! Throw her words back in her face! You really don't know anything about women.
And yet Tommy sticks around to eavesdrop? Skeezy.
Two things: 1. That is the lovingiest scene of a broken plane settling into ice I've ever seen. Someone loves his or her model planes more than life and weeps when they break. (totally not me *sniff*). 2. If 21st century Steve finds 100-year-old Peggy and she tells him he's late, I'm done. Tears everywhere because I am that sap!
Oh Howard! Heart! You could have just stopped with the Tesseract but you kept searching for Steve! You're a good man, Howard Stark, I don't care what they say! (Your son, on the other hand...?)
Oooo. Extreme closeup on Chris Evans's eyes. That there alone is worth the price of admission.
Okay, seriously, the Dodgers game? The gaslighting? Who thought this was a good idea. Nick Fury, sometimes you like to fuck with people's heads too much and you don't think about the EASY way of doing things. Steve Rogers willing let his DNA be manipulated and faced the Tesseract. You don't think you could have just... explained to him? SIGH, my good man, SIGH!
Upon further consideration, no. Don't run, Chris. Just... I'm not sure what animal you look like (Scott Bakula looks like a duck), but just... don't run on camera, okay? Thanks.
SEE! See, see, see?!? Did we have to be so melodramatic? "Dude, you got froze, we thawed you, life's different." Kind of like, "Son, we pumped you full of enzymes and vitarays, you grew a foot (and some pecs), life's different." Morons. The Morons of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Thank you, Marvel, for not having Steve find Peggy...
OKAY! Next up: Winter Soldier! (But not right now.)
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Date: 2014-08-23 02:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-08-23 05:53 pm (UTC)Also, again, casting is everything, sometimes. I'm automatically sympathetic to a character played by a certain actor.
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Date: 2014-08-25 04:54 pm (UTC)Aha, I liked that, too. Not every hero has to be Peter Parker.
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Date: 2014-08-27 12:23 am (UTC)