Iron Man 2

Before I get into my mini-review of Iron Man 2, an update concerning my last post. The "sex-crazed teenagers" living upstairs? Remember? Yeah... pretty sure it's two females. However, they're a tad bit androgynous so we aren't completely certain. Let's just call it "90% chance of lesbians" at this point, okay?

On to Iron Man 2...

Start off by saying that the sequel is every bit as good as it's predecessor. Define "good"? Did you enjoy the first one? If you answered "yes", would you also call it a "good" or even "excellent" film? Apply that same formula to Iron Man 2 and you should have a pretty decent bearing before AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill" kicks in during the opening flight sequence.

That said, I know a few deviants that didn't enjoy Iron Man and - for that reason - I really can't recommend the sequel. You weren't enamored with Tony Stark (Robert Downey, Jr.) the first time around? Well, he's still the same charming, eccentric "war" (see also: "peace") mogul. You didn't think there was anything special about a flying metal suit of awesomeness? There are two in this one (not counting the generic throwaway enemies obviously) so you might end up doubly disappointed. What's that? You don't find Pepper Potts (Gwyneth Paltrow) witty or even easy on the eyes? Somehow you'll surely find fault with Natalie Rushman / Natasha Romanoff (Scarlett Johansson). Summing it all up, don't even bother with this one if you think Tony Stark is a wimpy Bruce Wayne wannabe. Just trying to save you some time.

Does it rival Citizen Kane? No. Apocalypse Now? I'll just stop naming the greatest films ever made as it doesn't hold a match let alone a candle to them. Is it on par or better than any of the Spider-Man films? Absolutely. X-Men? Ja. It's an above average action film - a fantastic movie within it's own genre of comic book adaptation - and it does a great job working toward the Avenger-centric film a couple years down the road.

Back to the lesbians. That's right; we're officially calling them lesbians. Two very distinct chick voices coming from above. Anyway, now they're frolicking. And frolicking above Gavin's room. It's going on 10:30pm and they woke Gavin up with their shenanigans/foreplay. Keeping my wife and myself awake is one thing. Disturbing my spawn is quite another. I'm not implying that I'll take action. Gavin fights his own battles. Just a word of wisdom for our new neighbors: don't keep him awake and never, ever take his drumsticks away.