I climbed out of my cold long enough to see a movie today.
I’d been wanting to see it since the first preview, stunned by the impressive special effects, awes by the astral majesty.
I thought it was a movie about an advanced alien race at first, not up on the full mythology of the Marvel universe
(I know, I know, my geek card was revoked ages ago)
Luckily, long before my attendance at the movie I’d discovered that no, they were humans, just really, really, ridiculously cool humans.
You may have guessed I’m talking about Black Panther.
Or maybe not- what a horrible introduction!
Either way, I went with full anticipation of what was to come.
In one way, I was stunned and amazed and more than satisfied. The effects were wonderful, the colours and culture on display truly breathtaking.
But in another way, I walked out saddened. While I don’t want to give any spoilers, I left feeling that once again, humans wreck things so badly for other humans.
It only takes one person to set a chain of events in motion that can devastate thousands or millions of others.
So as an inspirational movie, I’m not sure it touched me the right way.
But it did leave me thinking about the differences between right and wrong, and how hard it is sometimes for even good people to know the difference.
And I guess for a blockbuster, that’s not too shabby.