
(Have I mentioned that the soundtrack is, as before, a signal pleasure?) The woman is Meredith Quill, soon-to-be-mother of Peter Quill, a.k.a. The movie opens in early-1980s Missouri, with a young man and woman frolicking to “Brandy” by Looking Glass. Night…) The Guardians sequel and latest installment in the Marvel Cinematic Universe certainly has its moments-quite a few in fact-but too often it finds itself weighted down by just the kind of portentous themes and overwrought drama the first film was so careful to avoid. Blue, you did it right, but soon comes Mr. It is, in its way, the perfect deflation of the time-to-save-the-world-again bloat that has grown customary in the superhero genre, and a worthy successor to the loose, goofy vibe of the first Guardians: You guys deal with the Latest Threat to All Life over there us, we’re going to hang here and groove to some oldies.Īlas, the magic can’t quite last. As Baby Groot’s companions battle the tentacular horror in the background, we’re treated to the delightful spectacle of the mini-veggie juking his way through the opening credits. Blue Sky” bursts forth in all its giddy, meteorological splendor. It’s a sound system, and no sooner is it plugged in than the Electric Light Orchestra’s pop jingle “Mr. What is Baby Groot fiddling with? Some kind of space cannon?

The titular supergroup has been enlisted to defeat a giant star-squid, and its smallest member, Baby Groot (the twig-like offshoot of last installment’s arboreal giant), is hooking up some equipment in the foreground as the fight commences behind him. Or perhaps I should put quote marks around that: “action sequence.” Because for most of its duration, the action is strictly an afterthought. Perhaps the finest, funniest moment in Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.
