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Oh Marvel. The whole series of pre-Avengers movies and The Avengers itself has swallowed me whole. I've always had sort of a thing for superhero stories, even if I was never hardcore into comics themselves-- mostly because awesome women can be slim pickins when it comes to the comics I grew up with, and partially because I am one of those people who, when entering a fandom, needs to know every last detail about the world's mythology and history. My obsessive need to know things can be exhausting at times. It's the Virgo in me.
As a tot, I was all about Rainbow Brite and She-Ra, then after I passed through my All Star Wars All The Time phase (trivia: I first dyed my hair red because I loved Tenel Ka so much I wanted to be her), I found Buffy, which may have actually saved my life in a slightly melodramatic, yet entirely truthful way.
( This is gonna get wordy. )
But then came Iron Man. It had a complete character in it. He was engaging and funny and so terribly imperfect, and he figured out the kind of man he wanted to be without it ever feeling stale or predictable. It didn't hurt that he looked like Robert Downey Jr. And there was also Pepper Potts-- calm, collected, competent Real Adult Pepper Potts-- who stood by him but didn't fall in love with him while he was acting like a self-absorbed jackass. She wasn't just the prize he got at the end of the movie for doing the right thing. He actually had to change. Nor was she the love interest who dies solely to motivate the hero. DOUBLE WIN.
( And lo, my love for the Marvel-verse was born. What follows is reasonably non-spoilery. )
In conclusion, I just wrote 2,300 words about why Marvel is eating my brain right now, and illustrated it with gifs from one single post on ONTD. I really should get to bed, as I need to be functional in the morning, and I'll edit this behemoth then. I just have so many FEELINGS.
I don't know how involved I'll be in the fandom-- it is INTENSE, yo. I mean, some of the people there can't tell the difference between actor and character (or indeed, the actor, who is an actual person, and their own personal fantasies) and it is making me side-eye in the fiercest of ways. I will probably fangirl from afar, where I can keep my dignitymostly intact.
But! I will leave you with one final gift. This lady does character analysis via wardrobe, and her thoughts are well worth reading. TA.
As a tot, I was all about Rainbow Brite and She-Ra, then after I passed through my All Star Wars All The Time phase (trivia: I first dyed my hair red because I loved Tenel Ka so much I wanted to be her), I found Buffy, which may have actually saved my life in a slightly melodramatic, yet entirely truthful way.
( This is gonna get wordy. )
But then came Iron Man. It had a complete character in it. He was engaging and funny and so terribly imperfect, and he figured out the kind of man he wanted to be without it ever feeling stale or predictable. It didn't hurt that he looked like Robert Downey Jr. And there was also Pepper Potts-- calm, collected, competent Real Adult Pepper Potts-- who stood by him but didn't fall in love with him while he was acting like a self-absorbed jackass. She wasn't just the prize he got at the end of the movie for doing the right thing. He actually had to change. Nor was she the love interest who dies solely to motivate the hero. DOUBLE WIN.
( And lo, my love for the Marvel-verse was born. What follows is reasonably non-spoilery. )
In conclusion, I just wrote 2,300 words about why Marvel is eating my brain right now, and illustrated it with gifs from one single post on ONTD. I really should get to bed, as I need to be functional in the morning, and I'll edit this behemoth then. I just have so many FEELINGS.
I don't know how involved I'll be in the fandom-- it is INTENSE, yo. I mean, some of the people there can't tell the difference between actor and character (or indeed, the actor, who is an actual person, and their own personal fantasies) and it is making me side-eye in the fiercest of ways. I will probably fangirl from afar, where I can keep my dignity
But! I will leave you with one final gift. This lady does character analysis via wardrobe, and her thoughts are well worth reading. TA.
