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Iron Man 3

Robert Downey Jr., Gwyneth Paltrow, Ben Kingsley, Guy Pearce | PG-13 |


It’s hard to know how battling a giant alien millipede might affect a guy, but it seems to have turned Tony Stark (Downey) into Bruce Wayne. This post-Avengers Iron Man is a brooding insomniac, tinkering in his Batcave and so mired in existential angst that he’s having panic attacks. He’s so dour, it’s actually a relief when a madman attacks his Malibu manse, blowing it off the map in one of the film’s most spectacular scenes. At least then we don’t have to spend the entire threequel in Tony’s head.

The evil genius to thank for that is a terrorist known as the Mandarin (Kingsley, superb in a tricky role), and his partner in horrific crimes is Aldrich Killian (Pearce), a scientist still peeved at Tony for a long-ago snub. Their assault sends Tony into exile, essentially stripping the iron from the man.

Only the film can’t help tossing in a fourth-season TV-sitcom cliché: a cute kid (Ty Simpkins), who finds supplies and gives Tony someone to talk to during his sabbatical. The only reason these scenes work is because Tony is hilariously heartless with the poor boy, never giving a sentimental inch. That’s about the most fun viewers can expect from Iron Man 3, even with bigger explosions, more souped-up suits and crazier stunts. That said, if you’re a fan, see it—just be sure to leave your Avengers-size expectations at home.

The Big Wedding

Diane Keaton, Robert De Niro, Susan Sarandon | R |


Wedding brings Keaton and De Niro together as exes toasting the nuptials of their “adopted son” (they make a point of referring to him that way), while Sarandon plays De Niro’s live-in love, pushed aside when the groom reveals that he never told his Colombian birth mother that his parents are divorced. These crass creatures do nothing but lie, cheat and torture each other, but their real crime is that they’re not funny. They do have one redeeming quality, though: They’re gone in a brisk 90 minutes. RSVP no.