I love comics. I love movies. I love art.
And loving all of these things has ruined me in some ways.
Because I love comics, I can't watch a movie without picking everything to pieces. Because I love art, I can't read a comic without picking everything to pieces... etc... etc.
Which brings me to Captain America.
I have a few issues with you, movie
- No matter how great your hair is, ladies, please wear a helmet while in the midst of a fire-fight.
- Once you take a special serum and you are mega-hot, you also suddenly know how, with a slight running start, jump 100 foot gaps and pro moto-cross.
- You can tell when something is a set. Brooklyn was never, ever that clean. Please just film the movie on location - New Yorkers don't care.
- A USO kick-line, fire-works spectacular doesn't need to be singing for 20 minutes straight. We get it.
- Why wasn't Sharon Carter part of the bad-assery that is SHEILD?
- Why does a villain get to just up and forge an entire empire like overnight?
Anyway, why even care? I really don't know.
But I assume it's like a classical musician that has to talk about a stupid commercial jingle for 35 minutes to discuss her "issues with the harmonies"
I did enjoy how the movie has the comic version actually exist alongside the "real guy". And it was cast really well. Loved Dum-Dum!
So, the moral of the story
Maybe - we see what can be improved so we can hopefully in turn, see what needs to be improved in our own work.
I have to say, Captain America wasn't a character close to my heart - but I'm sure if I was a kid in 1940s, I'd be his biggest fan.
However, Jack Kirby IS close to my heart. He was the first comic book artist I was exposed to that also did spectacular paintings. (This was before I knew about Dave McKean, Bill Sienkewicz, etc...)
His work just blew my mind. There was an inventiveness to it - like he just went crazy and had fun.