H O L LY WO O D
MOVIE REVIEW
review :
Avengers:
Age of Ultron
T
he Marvel Cinematic Universe has its own set of
ground rules and worldwide admirers. The two feed
off each other. And that explains why the world conjured
up by these films is the way it is.Avengers: Age of Ultron,
follow-up to 2012's Avengers, springs no surprises. It is
mindful of the reality of the sacrosanct formula, and it
does not scrimp on delivering exactly what is expected of
it.Age of Ultron is an overload of eye-popping action sequences featuring an all-star team of superheroes, plus
a couple of new entrants with unique powers. Everything
out here is humongous and unashamedly show-offish
as the comic book messiahs go about the task of ridding
the world of a renegade robot bent on wiping human beings off the face of the earth.Destruction is the keyword
here: the more the merrier.
Indeed, Avengers: Age of
Ultron is a non-stop carnival
of devastation. Flying rubble,
collapsing buildings, exploding vehicles: mayhem assumes varied forms here. In
the midst of the pyrotechnics
and slugfests, the film pauses on a few occasions to
provide passing insights into
the back stories and current
predilections of the key characters. Of course, there is a
whole bunch of them - Thor
(Chris Hemsworth), Natasha/Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson), Bruce Banner/The Hulk (Mark Ruffalo), Steve
Rogers/Captain America (Chris Evans), Hawkeye (Jeremy Renner) and, of course, Tony Stark/Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr.). Avengers: Age of Ultron has two new
additions, the twins Pietro and Wanda Maximoff (Aaron
Taylor-Johnson and Elizabeth Olsen), who start off as
adversaries (they have a score to settle with Stark) before joining the team as the lightning fast Quicksilver and
the fire-hurling Scarlet Witch.For good measure, thrown
into the pot are two unusual sidelights: a romantic track
involving Natasha and a glimpse of the blissful domestic domain of Hawkeye and his ever-dependable family.
Coming to the broader rules of this universe, even when
matters turn outright outlandish, the fans