Because I am the obsessive fan-boy that I am, I just had to go see Avengers: Infinity War again this evening. That’s twice in twenty-four hours, children, and it may end up being three times in forty-eight hours, assuming that tomorrow I can do my morning exercise, pay my rent and do my laundry in a timely manner– you know, all the real-life check-off items that exist merely to allow nut-jobs like me to spend inordinate amounts of money and time re-watching Marvel movies. What was once merely entertainment is now a way of life. I am nerd, hear me roar.
(On the other hand, I wonder if seeing the same movie over and over again in a short amount of time is like doing too many wormhole jumps at once? Hmm. I’ll let you know, assuming my eyeballs don’t fall out)
Suffice to say, I enjoyed the movie even more the second time around, in part because I was prepared for the repartee going past at Warp Six. I caught more nuances (especially one that is the core of this post– more about that in a minute), and the audience tonight was especially receptive and engaged. Also, I didn’t have a distraction this time around that detracted a bit from my first viewing, i.e., tonight’s show was not 3-D. I didn’t mention it in my post last night, but the 3-D yesterday, for some reason, seemed kinda muddy and dark. Maybe it was my aging eyes, maybe it was the glasses. All I know is that I liked the regular format better.
Now, about that nuance I mentioned–
Proceed no further if you don’t want to know some details about the film. There, I have said it. Don’t blame me if you keep reading and have your illusions shattered.
Okay, late in the film, Thanos has kicked everyone’s butt who came against him on his own ruined homeworld of Titan– Iron Man, Spider-man, Nebula, Drax, Mantis, Peter Quill/Starlord. He has stabbed Tony right through his advanced armor and it looks like curtains for our playboy/philanthropist/genius (probably didn’t get the order right, but you get the point). Dr. Strange, injured and collapsed nearby, tells Thanos he will surrender the Eye of Agamotto (aka, the Stone of Time) if Thanos will spare Tony.
Two critical points here– this well after the point in the film where Strange tells Tony that he, Strange, would let Tony and Peter Parker (Spider-man) both die before he would give up the Time Stone. It is also after Strange, using the Time Stone, has examined 14 million-plus possible futures and found only one in which the Avengers were able to defeat Thanos. That’s the setup.
(By the way, Tony and Strange do not like each other. It’s almost worth the price of admission just to hear Strange call Tony a “douche-bag”. Oh, yeah….)
Then Strange, strangely, reverses course and hands over the Time Stone to Thanos, ostensibly to save Iron Man’s life. When Tony asks him why he did it, Strange says something to the effect that “this is the only way it could play out”, right before he dissolves (yes, Thanos wins the battle to reset the universe. That’s part of why the cliffhanger ending is such a pisser).
Uh-huh. I had funny feeling last night about Strange surrendering the Time Stone so meekly, and tonight I paid particularly close attention to Strange’s expression as Thanos takes the Time Stone. By doing so I think I caught a piece of subtle business, about on the same level as the look Obi-Wan gives Han Solo when Han makes his ‘parsecs’ crack in Star Wars. Strange is particularly intent as Thanos takes the Time Stone and puts it into his gauntlet– as if he wanted to make sure Thanos took it and added it to the gauntlet’s array of stones.
Bingo. I am certain that Doctor Strange, that tricksy smarty-pants, has put some sort of mystical whammy on the Time Stone. One that Thanos is not going to like. At all. One that is going to tick away like a time-bomb and play a big part in the Avengers’ ultimate victory.
The thought makes me grin maniacally and rub my hands in glee. It makes the cliffhanger easier to deal with. It is the sort of smart plotting that has made these movies, in general, a joy to watch (okay, not all equally. Can you people just get over hating The Dark World, please?).
Last night I begged the movie’s producers to speed up the release of the next Avengers film. I know, realistically, that’s not going to happen, if only because the next film is undoubtedly tied to the release of the Captain Marvel movie (oh, and there’s a sweet tidbit teasing that flick in Infinity War, too). But I am a-quiver with anticipation. The next year’s going to pass sooo slowly….
Meanwhile, the only solution is to go see Infinity War again. I’ll just try not to cackle when Strange hands over the Time Stone. You’re riding high now, Thanos, but just you wait, bitch– you are going down.