I am Groot!!

Marvel. Marvel. Marvel. 

It's never ending is it? So many sequels, So many characters. Sometimes I just forget who belongs to what. Specially when it comes to the Avengers, that's a whole other dimension for me. I would need to sit down, stare at the infinite expanse of molecules bound closely together reflecting a certain spectrum of the white light that stands as a backbone to the habitat that I'm enclosed in. In other word, staring at the wall. I'm going to do a review on Guardians of the Galaxy VOL. 2 my perspective on the movie. Spoilers ahead. 

Leggo!!

So the whole movie deals with Daddy issues. It takes us to the time where a young  Kurt Russell is wooing Peter Quill’s mother to the 1972 strains of “Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl).” The exuberant credits sequence then shows us the Guardians in action: They’re out to slaughter an oversize tentacled monster that has four sets of angler-fish jaws, but the battle gets shoved into the background — in the foreground is Baby Groot (he doesn't give a shit), as he wiggles and grooves to ELO’s “Mr. Blue Sky,”. Baby groot is cute and adorable.

The team is always cranky and yelling at each other which for me is like pretty much how they deal with life than displaying their emotions. I can relate.  Peter (*looks away shyly*), Gamora ( Girl!! We be #squadgoals), Drax (he be funny bruh),Baby Groot(I wanna squeeze him <3) and  Rocket are a seasoned team, but the movie is all about how Peter got to be who he is.

Early on, there’s a stand-off between the Guardians and Ayesha (Elizabeth Debicki), the Golden High Priestess of the genetically perfect people of the Sovereign (Peter just lays down the pros of sex). The Guardians enrage her when Rocket does his usual swipe by stealing a handful of precious batteries, and she comes after them with an army of remote-controlled golden attack pods. Ditto for Sylvester Stallone, as Stakar, a Ravager leader who turned against blue-skinned bandit Yondu when he learned that Yondu was selling child slaves on the black market.

Yondu’s got problems of his own — his men, who think he’s gone soft, launch a mutiny.Rocket , Baby Groot and Nebula (Gamora's bionic adoptive sister) stay back to repair the ship when lo and behold Russell lands in his ’60s an Orb sorta flying saucer to inform Peter that he’s his dad(Reminds me of Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker). Gamora and Drax accompany Peter. 

Peter takes his comrades over to his dad’s planet. The name of Russell’s character is Ego. His planet, which he literally created, looks like a series of medieval French landscapes and candy may I add. He acts out his past to Peter with mannequins made of porcelain. Did I mention that he’s a self-proclaimed god who wants Peter to step up and rule the universe with him? It's so obvious he's evil. Duh!!

Peter's like completely into his feisty flirtation with Gamora. Drax is so literal-minded and so up front about his imperious male gaze that his every judgmental utterance feels spontaneous. I can relate to Drax cos why keep things hidden when it could be said out loud and everyone knows. Not going to be two faced bitch or an asshole . As for Rocket, his continuous babble hostility and arrogance is his way of hiding ratty self-hatred beneath it). Baby Groot (Oh my! I couldn't get enough of him) gets to scurry and plant a time bomb which he gets confused repeatedly when Rocket explains to him which switches to be controlled, Gamora gets to wield a machine gun the size of a refrigerator, and Yondu gets to do ever more dizzying flights of damage with his loop-the-loop arrow of death. The person who turns out to be the film’s lord of darkness morphs into all sorts of liquid digital forms, and there’s an in-the-middle-of-space farewell between Peter and someone close to him that’s beautiful and moving.

The post credit scenes got me all excited which they teased me with till the end. The theater crew like came in, checked that me and my friend Merlin were still there, got out, again came in, and they knew we ain't gonna leave until the screen goes blank. So there we were, standing near the theater aisle like a bunch of morons who were not invited to the biggest party of the neighborhood (Pssh Like I even cared. (Actually I did) I mean like I'm not desperate (*Sigh*))). And I kept telling people that if they go for the movie watch the post credit scenes. It was worth it. Not sure if they listened to me. Their loss if they didn't. 

That's it for now. Have a great day!! Salut!!