Avenger’s Endgame: An Experience Like No Other (Without Spoilers)
First off, I cried in this movie, and not because it’s quality cinema (although it is). I cried for a different reason:
Avenger’s: Endgame is the largest production of this type than I have ever known to exist, and it’s damned good.
It’s hard to understate what this movie means to people like me, or even those who only have loose attachments to the decade of movies from the Marvel Cinematic Universe. (Click here for a recap.) It all just works together well, especially in this current age where we’re bombarded with tons of information and branding.
Like gazing at a monument that has been built up over time, seeing the completed outcome was a beautiful sight to behold. While being big and grand doesn’t mean good, Endgame had SO much put into it, that it was hard for it NOT to resonate with people. Because chances are, you enjoyed at least one of the MCU movies leading up to it. Black Panther, Thor, Iron Man, Captain America, Ant-Man, and the other characters all have their audiences.
For me, it was like watching one of those bi-annual special edition comic books from my childhood play out in real life. It was pretty surreal. It would have been hard for me NOT to get choked up.
While I don’t do movie ratings, I will say is that this is a movie that should be seen even if it’s just for the sheer academic nature of what was built. Should people that don’t know their comic history watch it? Well, there were plenty of novice viewers in my theater that had blast, so I can’t leave anyone out.
Hell…you might even cry.
P.S. I also came down with a case of the emo on opening weekend. Don’t know where the hell I caught it from, but I think I’m over the worst of it. I’m think I’m still contagious though. *cough*