Avengers: Endgame


"When I drift off, I will dream about you. It's always you."
—Tony to Pepper

I have been pressed for time for far too long. I don't post much here anymore, though I desperately want to. When I do have the chance to write, I don't know where to stop. My brain likes to give me a hundred thousand different ways to say how much I love something. So I'm on a deadline right now, as always, but I had to take a moment to bring you this. If Chris Pratt gives you a brand-new trailer to the fourth Avengers movie, officially subtitled "Endgame," you pay attention.

If we please. Of course we please, Chris. You know it. I watched this with trepidation. I am both looking forward to and am scared by this one. I just know Tony's not going to make it. He was the one who introduced us to the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and the one who made me a Marvel fan. The only superhero movie I truly had admiration for before Iron Man was Batman Begins, as so much comic book material wasn't really taken seriously by those who wanted to just cash in on the name, thinking the fans would flock to it no matter how bad it was.

We're flocking to this one because these movies have become truly entertaining in the past 13 years. There's a respect for the material in the writing and the acting. They're genuinely fun and funny. They're even often moving; Infinity War took all the years we'd spent with these characters and showed us how much they meant as half of them floated away. It was a gut-punch ending that left us with no options but to speculate and hope for a year that that snap will be unsnapped.



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