The onslaught of superhero movies continues per studio schedules and there really are too many of them to cover in a timely manner. So, I’m just going to resort to cheekiness and try something a little different this week. The next release of Dr. Strange seems like pretty standard fare, with Benedict Cumberbatch sort of re-enacting a Dark Knight-looking storyline: broody superhuman suffers tragedy and discovers his powers through a mystical mentor. He even has a scruffy beard, the kind of which Christian Bale sported while wandering through the Himalayas. And this doesn’t even touch the white-washing scandal of Strange’s mentor being cast as the translucently white Tilda Swinton. Next, you have the new Guardians of the Galaxy trailer which promises more fun and silliness but appears to have a bit more action this time around (though I have to be honest, I don’t remember too much of the first one anymore). And, of course, there is the long-anticipated Wonder Woman trailer, which came out some time ago, but is one that I want to discuss soon in a separate post. Suffice to say for now that I’m very satisfied with the casting and am loving the fight scene that appears to do the character justice.
But none of these ever answer the really big question that burns at my very core…what DO the superheroes do once the battles are won and the enemies vanquished? What are their lives like after the credits roll? Thankfully, Thor and Bruce Banner have allowed the public in on the nature of their downtime. Sort of looks like any day in the life of your standard Millennial, except for the celestial hammer and meat cooked in the sun. Well actually, the meat is probably also standard. So long as the animal was grass-fed and died willingly.