Yes, but he's an Ant-Man.

[roseline371274]

Summer is here, and with it, the crap is coming thick and fast in our movie theaters. Including those where the air conditioning is broken, which, you'll agree, reminds everyone of all the sacrifices I'm willing to make to tell you what your eyes won't dare see. Therefore, and to recover from this heatwave, I'm leaving room for spoilers, because for my part, I'm awaited by cold drinks, cigars, and a sedated Bulgarian tourist.

So, is Ant-Man better than his name suggests? Or is the plot as puny as its valiant hero? And most importantly, did Diego get the Bulgarian friend's medication right, or am I going to have to deprive him of daylight again to teach him to industry email list be careful?

Spoilers, my dears!

For Ant-Man anyway.

The rest I'll take care of.


The poster: Wait, no explosion? No flames? No falling debris? Would that be a good f…pfff… pffffhaha, no, come on, I'm kidding you.
Our story begins in 1989, in the Stark Industries office, when Tony Stark's dad, Howard Stark, is still holding the fort. A whole bunch of bigwigs are gathered around the table to welcome Doctor Hank Pym, who, thanks to his cupcake name, immediately wins the public's sympathy. But what do they want from this good man? Well, ask him for help. Because the good doctor has apparently invented a very interesting formula that could greatly help his country, both from a military and economic point of view. How? By allowing the miniaturization of lots of things! Except: Hank Pym doesn't want to share.

"Doctor Pym, finally! Come on, what! Let's share it!
- No! I found that formula all by myself, and no one else will use it!
- But you, you use it?
- Neither!
- But then, why did you look it up then?
- Um... I... to... let's see, I'm sure I had a good reason to do it...
- Okay, that's enough, doctor: now you're blowing up and we're not talking about it anymore. Imagine all the things we could do with this technology! With objects no bigger than a floppy disk, we could carry at least... let's be crazy, 200 MB of data! Help us change the world, doctor!
- Holy shit, you're starting to get on my nerves!"

And to make himself understood, Doctor Pym decides to break the nose of his most vehement interlocutor before going off to do things like people from 1989, like listening to the latest Bangles single on his cassette walkman. Stark and his little friends are a little annoyed. Should we insist that he give the revolutionary formula? Hmmm... let's see... no. Let's just say we don't care. Come on guys, let's go to the cinema instead, they're showing Lethal Weapon 2 , it looks great!

So all these people disperse, and we can jump back in time to return to the present.