As anyone who knows us will tell you, here at Popcorn Towers we are very much Team Marvel when it comes to big screen super heroes.
While DC continue to misfire and screw-up what should be simple, easy hits, Marvel has continually shown us how it should be done.
That’s not to say they’re perfect of course. Not every film is brilliant. You only have to see Thor 2 for that point to be proved.
Proved? Proven? Dunno. One of the two.
Anyhoo, we digress. Our point is, that Thor’s last solo outing left us feeling a bit flat as the film fell short of the usual Marvel high bar.
It was beginning to look like Thor was very much the Paul McCartney of the Avengers – bearable on his own, but much better in the band.
And the trailer kind of added to this feeling, as a fellow Avenger has been roped in to help Thor along.
Think of it as that time McCartney sang a duet with Stevie Wonder.
Yes, I know he had another hit with another former Motown star, but no one ever talks about that any more.
IT NEVER HAPPENED, OK?
Good, that’s that cleared up.
Right, where were we….?
Ah, yes, Ragnorwotsit.
I think it’s fair to say a certain amount of trepidation was in force as we took our seats.
But then something happened.
There was humour.
Chris Hemsworth was actually enjoying himself on screen, because he was actually being given fun things to say and do.
And this wasn’t a brief flash in the pan.
This continued throughout the film.
Yes, Loki was there. Yes, Hulk was there. Yes, Cate Blanchett is amazing.
But for once, Thor wasn’t playing second fiddle or taking a back seat.
This was clearly HIS movie, and Hemsworth was loving it.
Even the plot was up to snuff – long-forgotten sister (played by Blanchett) returns to raise hell, Thor attempts to save the day.
On the way he has to fight Hulk, deal with Jeff Goldblum’s Grandmaster, tit about with Loki and try and stop Tessa Thompson zapping him.
It’s cartoonish, mad as nuts, bonkers, brilliant, and a whole tonne of fun.
It’s also a complete mish-mash of films and styles.
And that still works brilliantly.
At times it’s Mad Max set to the Tron soundtrack. It shouldn’t work.
But it so does.
It’s also a mini-Avengers film, given the stars involved, but Hemsworth so owns this one that it doesn’t feel like that.
This is Thor’s baby, baby.
Superhero films are, by their nature, ridiculous OTT special effects vehicles with a human added for colour and a name.
But with Ragnarok, the human actually takes centre stage, giving this grandiose, over-blown funfest some weight and gravitas.
It’s certainly the best Thor film – and there’s a case to be made for it being Marvel’s best yet.