Wednesday, 11 April 2018

Approaching Infinity Part Fifteen: Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 (2017)

You've got to admire the outright balls of this one. Not content with somehow capturing lightning in a bottle with the first Guardians film, James Gunn sets out to recapture the exact same bolt of lightning in an only fractionally different shaped bottle. On the one hand, it's absolutely one of the most enjoyable MCU films so far. On the other, it's set in a universe where David Hasslehoff exists and Kurt Russell doesn't - and I'm not completely convinced I can live with that.

The Villain
So, technically, we've got a villain who doesn't get revealed as such until pretty late in the film. Kurt Russell's Ego is (in addition to being the name of my first university band) basically the only kind of performance you get from a stunt-cast character like this. It's a fat slice of medium-strength William Shatner/Bruce Campbell cheese, and no less effective for that. Thirty years ago they probably would've spent the extra fiver and given the part to Doug McClure. Anyway, Ego's scheme is just moronic. He's disappointed in the lifeforms he's found in the universe, so he decides to wipe them out and replace them all with... himself, somehow? Why he needed to do that instead of just using his total control of all molecular matter to build from scratch isn't spelled out - but at that point you might as well ask why he didn't use that power to disintegrate the entire Guardians crew in an instant, instead of fist-fighting Starlord while an idiot shrub stuck a bomb in his brain.

Taking the stage as runner-up bad guys and endless tide of disposable grunts, we've got the Sovereign - but they're really only around for comedy and to make up the numbers in the action scenes. They provide more than decent value for money on both scores, though.

The Story
Right - we're slightly retconning, or at least back-filling, the final moments of Guardians 1 here. It turns out that Starlord is part-god, which is why he could hold an Infinity Stone for a few pivotal seconds. Exactly where that leaves other Stone-fondlers like Nick Fury is left entirely unclear, of course. Yondu gets reverse-engineered into a good guy and father figure, Nebula kinda-sorta gets the second dimension she was missing in the first flick and Quill and Gamora talk incessantly about their relationship to avoid the trouble of actually having one. Also, Rocket undoes virtually all the character progression he underwent in the previous volume and becomes an outright dick for most of the film.

Weirdly, it all works. I mean, it really works. It's glorious to look at, full of inventive action and pumps out dialogue that must've been sharpened with some kind of fancy laser device. It's a little too reliant on having characters laugh out loud to punctuate the funny bits, but I was generally laughing too anyway.

The Universe
Guardians 2 thoughtfully puts all its toys back in the box when it's done playing with them. Everyone's relationships get thrown into upheaval, but settle back into equilibrium in the end. Peter gets godlike powers for thirty minutes, then loses them. Nebula fights briefly for the good guys, then pisses back off. Yondu is made immensely important in Peter's life - then dies to restore the all-important "orphan" part of his character. At the end of the day, it's hard to suggest that anything major changed. The Guardians set aside their in-fighting and learn to work as a team just in time to overcome a greater threat. Again.

The Stinger
The director's brother nearly kills Drax, Stallone pitches his own MCU Expendables movie, Adam Warlock gets a tease, Groot's a sulky teen and Stan Lee's a... Watcher, I guess? In other news, Jeff Goldblum does a weird little dance.

The Take-Away
Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 is an Age of Ultron kind of deal. A lot of the ground it covers has been gone over in the previous entry, but it's all done well enough to justify its own existence and identity. Despite the light-hearted tone, this probably has one of the more impressive MCU bodycounts at 289 largely anonymous on-screen deaths. Yes, there are people who keep track of these things. Vol. 2 is possibly a little funnier than the first one, but maybe a little less substantial as well. Killing off Ego seems like a wasted shot and the whole idea of The Expansion feels like a tacked-on and deeply generic Evil Plan (TM). None of that really dents the whole package, though. The characters are still a joy to watch and the story does a good job of delivering them to the screen. So yeah, this one's fun.

Previously: Doctor Strange
Next: Spider-Man: Homecoming

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