Aaagh you guys go see ‘Guardians of the Galaxy’ it is big and dumb and fun and surprisingly witty, self-aware, and coherent. It takes itself exactly not seriously enough and is amazingly polished.
Also the blue pirate dude totally has a knife missile and totally does the scene Diziet has flashbacks about in ‘Use of Weapons’ except it’s on “necrotroopers” so it’s totally okay to go ‘whoo he sure killed the fuck out of those dudes COOL”.
Also ROCKET RACCOON, I mean geeze, crotchety space raccoon who steals shiny things, gets into everything, and blows stuff up.
Also it pushed the DEAD PARENTS button pretty hard but man I was having enough fun that I didn’t feel used and manipulated.
Also I saw it at the local Sundance, which serves booze, and didn’t bother being sober. This review may be effected by that. I mean I left in the middle of the movie to piss and I didn’t feel like I really missed anything except maybe a pretty scene. BECAUSE IT WAS FUCKING PRETTY AS HELL.
Also the post-credits scene. Hah. I am totally down for seeing Guardians 2 next year.
It is not a meaningful movie, it is not a realistic extrapolation of serious life in space. It is about a bunch of wastrels blowing a bunch of shit up, learning the power of friendship, and about your inner eight-year-old being full of happy. I think the bucks I paid to see it were money well spent.
I require no deeper meaning in my movies.
Seriously, Hollywood can just stop now. They don’t need to make any other movies after this one; the medium is complete.