Captain Marvel film critique- by Film Companion

I didn’t know much about Captain Marvel before I watched the
film to help others like me, I’m going to start with a little bit of history.
Her alter ego, Carol Danvers, first appeared in nineteen sixty eight and was a
regular supporting character in the Captain Marvel series alongside a character
named Marvin Kalb was upgraded almost a decade later into Miss Marvel with her
own solo series in which she was the editor of a woman’s magazine. The myth was
a tribute to feminist icon and editor of Miss Magazine, Gloria Steinem, and her
father came into our own in 2012 when she evolved from Miss Marvel to Captain
Marvel. Captain Marvel is the twenty first film in the Marvel Universe, but
it’s the first female led film in the MCU. Captain Marvel is the most powerful
superhero in the Marvel universe, and I can’t tell you how satisfying it is
that the hero is a woman and that she’s played by Oscar winning actor Brie
Larson. Larson has this wonderful, relatable quality about her. She’s
attractive, but not staggeringly beautiful. She exudes strength and scruffiness
in equal measure. Captain Marvel can release energy like these concentrated
blasts from her fists and go into space without dying, but go direct as Anna
Boden and Ryan Fleck make sure to put enough chinks in garrulous, impulsive and
vulnerable despite her strength. And she’s constantly trying to prove herself.
She’s also trying to figure out who she is. Basically, she’s every woman, a
superhero and and seamlessly captures ordinary extraordinariness. The film
takes a little longer to find its groove. It’s nineteen ninety five and we’re
thrust into this intergalactic battle between the Crees and the shapeshifting
enemies. The scrolls buzz, as Carol is called, by the Kreis is a warrior, a
mansplaining military commander.

Jude Law as John Rob is whipping her into shape and trying
to teach her that there’s nothing more dangerous to a warrior than emotion.
Meanwhile, back on Earth, the nostalgia is in overdrive. A blockbuster store,
an Internet cafe and Radio Shack make an appearance. And a young and two eyed
Nick Fury is policing the streets digitally. D.H. Samuel L. Jackson brings to
the story his signature swagger and humor. He falls in love with this godlike
creature named Goose. It’s a memorable relationship. And to see the mighty Nick
Fury, even though he’s not that mighty yet gets swoony over it is everything.
The narrative, co-written by Bowdon Flick and Janiva Robertson celebrates
female friendship, reunites with her best friend and co-pilot, Maria,
wonderfully played by Luciana Lynch. Their scenes together give Captain Marvel
its emotional toll that stand in its support and an irreplaceable sisterhood.
Annette Bening and Ben Mendelsohn also have pivotal roles. Both bring in
intelligence and empathy to their characters, adding salt to the story, which
does get twisty and convoluted, that are moments in the film, especially in the
first hour that just fell flat and mechanical, almost as though the Makos was
simply putting together a serviceable placeholder, which is what Captain Marvel
is. It is a placeholder. It’s the last standalone film before Avengers Endgame,
which will bring the final storyline to a close. But hang in there because much
like the superhero herself, once Captain Marvel finds its footing, the film is
rousing and entertaining. The end credits sequence made me move with delight
and slap. Captain Marvel Vol. one, published in twenty fourteen, was called
Higher, Further, Faster, More. I definitely want more of Captain Marvel. I’m
going with three and a half stars.