You know how people in emotionally or physically abusive relationships can get so fucked up that they wind up thinking they're the one with the problem, even as their Significant Other uses his or her chest as an ashtray? Yeah that's basically how I feel about
The Avengers. I mean, I love a good superhero movie and I have a deep and abiding love for Joss Whedon but this movie... left me cold. I was bored. BORED. Which is, to my mind, the one thing you shouldn't be while watching a rompy action film. And yet the positive, glowing reviews
keep coming and each day I ask myself again: am
I the one with the problem?
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