Tony Stark: Pepper, uh, how big are your hands?
Virginia ‘Pepper’ Potts: What?
Tony Stark: How big are your hands?
Virginia ‘Pepper’ Potts: I don’t understand why…
Tony Stark: Get down here. I need you.
From the family movie Iron Man, rated PG-13 for brief suggestive content.
It’s hard to dislike a movie where Gwyneth Paltrow plays a sensually subdued character called Virginia Pepper Potts, while Robert Downey Jr plays a senseless billionaire named Tony Stark who has his heart replaced with a glow-in-the-dark Jell-O bowl in the Middle East. What is more important is that it’s impossible to dislike any PG-13 movie where a playboy is finally called Iron Man.
Iron Man is all about – surprise, surprise- good kicking evil’s butt blue but only after evil, disguised as Jeff Bridges, nearly crushes good’s iron clad head in a foot vice. What is amazing about Iron Man is that it would be a good movie even if the special effects were reduced to a minimum but it would be a better movie if Gwyneth Paltrow wore a short skirt and heels.
Even if reporter Christine Everhart didn’t show so much leg after jumping in the sack with Tony Stark because male billionaires have sexy bodies that sexy female reporters must have, Iron man would be a good movie. But it would be a better movie if she did it twice. Apart from the lack of leg, it’s hard to find a fault with Iron Man or a moment that wasn’t entertaining. In artistic terms Iron Man can be described as pleasantly Audi with a touch of Middle East. The movie’s characters seem straight out of a comic book with Terrence Howard playing Col. James ‘Rhodey’ Rhodes and Sayed Badreya playing Abu Baakar. Iron Man, despite bringing the taboo topic of a playboy manufacturing weapons of mass destruction to the silver screen, it still seems to be the perfect summer no-brainer appealing not only to the MTV crowd, but those who are big on men of steel.