Thor: The Dark World

The new Thor film, Thor: The Dark World, takes too many liberties in its preparations for battle.

Its clumsy approach to the construction of its foundations begets a gurgling perfunctory stale flaccid belch.

Thor's (Chris Hemsworth) restoring order to the 9 Realms, not choosing between cotton candy and caramel corn.

But this is a film, not a skyscraper, and after the, sigh, Dark Elves, invade Asgard, it picks up steam and successfully delivers an action-packed dialectic twisting shifting scorn, eccentric citizens of Earth scientifically counterbalancing the religiosity, with glasses, humour metrically romanticizing the miscues, the hammer, pounding and pulverizing away.

Go __ck yourself Loki.

Still, the Convergence could have been more lavish.

As it stands, it's an alright Convergence, but if it only happens once every 9,000 years or so, perhaps Thor: The Dark World could have spent an extra 10 to 15 minutes exploring its quasiphantasmagorical interrelations, multiple entities from manifold worlds gravitating towards these shocks, intertwining piquant interplanetary processions, coordinated cataclysmic chaos, tantalized and transitioned through Thor.

I usually don't recommend that things be more lavish, but in Thor: The Dark World's case, they may have had some extra money to spend.

In a situation like this you don't need to set everything up beforehand.

And you can intermingle select forthcoming synergies within.