The problem with iron: it rusts and it sinks

I saw Iron man 2 with a friend tonight. Usually I don't make a point to write about movies, but I have to tonight. It was so abysmally bad. Robert Downey Jr?---what is going on? I paid a good $11 for the movie so I am opening up myself to be charmed, I tried my very best to be charmed but he just comes off as a brat--where's the appeal? I don't find him attractive physically, but never mind that--is he supposed to be a cute, fun-loving vulnerable guy? I don't know. Ask the screenwriter. That person should be hung. Created a new element? Oh Puh-leeze. Really, do they think the audience is that dumb? Even with my willingness to go along with the story and with the money I paid to be entertained, my suspension of disbelief refused to remained in suspension. The whole thing came flopping down about half-way through the movie. It's not that I hate Hollywood movies as Lee argues, it's simply a bad movie. I want to be entertained and I expect to be entertained. Hollywood formulaic blockbuster--that's fine, as long as it can entertain. Explosions definitely help. Stupid predictable plot didn't. Besides, everything was neither here nor there. To be honest, if they threw in a sex scene maybe it would have helped, but I don't think it would have saved the movie experience for me anyway.

Anyone who can seriously write the scene of the father's video in there and use the line (and I quote badly): "... But my greatest creation (pause for dramatic effect) was you. " really really should be hung. Bad writing. And I rolled my eyes. Do you know how rare it is that I roll my eyes in movies? It simply hurts too much to do it, but I couldn't even control myself. After that line, the movie just went beyond the point of no return for me. It sank--that's all I can say.