We finally watched Captain America yesterday! Pre-Avengers, I am trying to go back and catch all the other Avengers movies I'd missed, and I was not the only one who hadn't seen Cap so we turned it into a viewing party! of sorts. Mostly we just all watched it together. But still! It was better than I expected but still not particularly good.
It's strange...of all the strange, physics-defying things in the movie--he can't jump that high! why does it have helicopter rotors?! but he just broke them out of prison randomly!--the thing that drew me out the most was the presence of Neal McDonough. "Waaaait," I said to myself, "You were in
an actual thing about WWII. BUCK COMPTON, how does this not bother you?!" So I watched the movie with the name Buck Compton echoing in my head, only to get on twitter last night and see that Actual Buck Compton passed away yesterday. I know that this is not at all causal, but I somehow can't help feeling particularly weird about it. :/
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