I saw The Avengers: Age of Ultron over the weekend, and I liked it a lot. I actually liked it better than the first film, which I didn't love quite as much as everyone else seemed to. I thought the characters went through more personal struggles this time around, and that the plot and climax were more compelling — especially in how they tie into Stark's ambition. The Chitauri in the climax of the first film had always felt kind of shoehorned in to me, so it was good to see a more cohesive plot surrounding the villain, played in superbly sinister fashion by the mighty James Spader (who's been one of my faves for a long time). And I giggled like a schoolgirl at the end-credits sequence for how the Marvel cinematic universe continues to come together.
Okay. So, I recommend it. But there was one part that bugged me. MINOR SPOILERS FOLLOW!
At the end, Ultron has made an entire city and a good chunk of earth beneath it to turn it into a meteor (actually, meteorite) that will destroy Earth. He's launching it into the upper atmosphere with his super-duper vibranium rockets, and a big battle ensues as the chunk of earth ascends into the sky.
Alright. Physics, and scientific accuracy in general, are not important to this film. I mean, where does Ultron get the resources to manufacture all those robots so quickly, in secrecy? The answer is fuck you. You don't hesitate to suspend disbelief about the super powers, because they're super powers — they're not meant to be 'explained'. But there are those little inaccuracies, like how Quicksilver would kill all the civilians he 'rescued' because you can't accelerate and decelerate a human body like that without smashing its innards into a bloody pulp (and yes, that includes Tony Stark).
I kept waiting for someone to say either "It's getting really cold!" or "I can't breathe!" as the earth-meteor ascended far above the clouds. I mean, the chill of the upper atmosphere was even used as a combat gimmick in the first Ironman film. Twice. Remember? Sure you do. And yet here is everyone running around and screaming, when they probably all would have passed out and possibly died from hypothermia or hypoxia.
I don't know why shit like that bugs me in a fantasy film. It reminded me of Sunshine, which had a totally absurd premise and was a decent movie, but nonetheless bugged me because of some glaring scientific inaccuracies. Maybe I'm anal because while I'm totally fine with stretching science or even going full-on magic for the sake of a plot or premise, I think movies can stay closer to the boundaries of science and still be awesome. It might have made the climax more intense if the Avengers knew that people were running out of oxygen and freezing to death as the earth-meteor flew higher, or if the upper atmosphere weakend the Hulk or something. I dunno.
But yeah... I loved the movie despite myself. Go see it.