Ant-Man & the Wasp: Quantumania

It's fun to observe the natural world.

There's so much compelling detail interests revitalize. 

With imposing potential - sprawl and industry - the presence of nature remains paramount, and it's always exciting to actively see turtles and raccoons and skunks and deer.

The dire forecasts of a concrete jungle ubiquitously consuming so much more vital space, keeps current animal sightings aflush with wonder as extant natural environs tantalize.

I worry about the metaphorical dimension the infinite interpretive subconscious bedlam, that accompanies fertile thought throughout its playful inquisitive trajectories. 

I generally assume that people understand that I'm just writing about the Natural World, because it's fun to actively engage with agile integral insects and beasts.

Thus, through the art of fair play multilateral matriculations merge and metastasize, without claiming elaborate authority which may have nothing to do with what whomever intended. 

As curiosity matures and mutates.

Ants and bees, fascinating creatures, I try my best not to impede them, and wish we could communicate with them directly, I bet they would make thought provoking observations.

That's what happens in Quantumania ants evolve in the Quantum Realm, and learn to communicate with Dr. Hank Pym and help him out as he battles a tyrant.

Instagram posts note that bees learn arithmetic and their ingenious waggle dances demonstrate intricate thought, ants no doubt communicating in similar ways as they actively engage with their surroundings.

Both species highly adaptive and found in abundance throughout the world, it's cool to see ants treated with so much respect within the versatile Quantum Realm.

Interspecial communication remaining a compelling possibility, bees might think we're boring because we can't fly.

Ants may think we're impractical seeing how much easier it is for them to maintain.

No accounting for beetles and grasshoppers. 

Dragonflies seem to like us. 

Ant-Man & the Wasp

The underground trade in highly specialized technological essentials leads unscrupulous entrepreneurs to discriminately rank indiscretions.

Their desperate contacts require the unique components to commence a maternal examination of the uncharted Quantum Realm.

To catalyze their investigation, the assistance of a frowned upon former colleague is required, even if at the moment he's structurally immured.

He's kept busy throughout his exile, however, taking care of his inquisitive daughter at times, while strategically assisting in the creation of a legitimate business.

His partners rely on his insights as deadlines frenetically approach, yet are still there to assist should the world invoke his diminutive fury.

Law enforcement agents lie ready to pounce as well.

As a dying paracorporeal phenomenon furtively monitors the proceedings, in/substantially hoping to acquire life preserving experimental medicine.

Writers Chris McKenna, Erik Sommers, Paul Rudd, Andrew Barrer, and Gabriel Ferrari keep these 7 threads tightly knit, thought provokingly interweaving them with nimble effective cause.

The result is one of the coolest Marvel films I've seen, a multidimensional triumph, haphazardly exceeding as egos prank and clash, resolutely imbibing as the minuscule basks macroscopic.

Difficult to meticulously seem so unconcerned.

To stitch together such a frenzied family friendly tableau.

To create such a thrilling clever memorable Summertime fusion, a huge varied cast is assembled, the film directly benefitting from the talents of Laurence Fishburne (Dr. Bill Foster), Bobby Cannavale (Paxton), Judy Greer (Maggie), Michael Peña (Luis), Walton Goggins (Sonny Burch), and Randall Park (Jimmy Woo), not to mention Hannah John-Kamen (Ava/Ghost) and Abby Ryder Fortson (Cassie), and mainstays Michael Douglas (dad), Evangeline Lily (the Wasp) and Ant-Man himself, Paul Rudd.

That's some solid diversity.

The film thinks globally through the use of microscopic illumination, its multiple well-developed characters (also including T.I. as Dave and David Dastmalchian as Kurt) clearly defining themselves at large, while cohesively electrifying piquant age old paradigms.

It's Trump's worst nightmare.

A family friendly film that everyone will see that has strong Latino, Black, Asian, ambiguously gay, and female characters, not to mention a Southern man foiled, and a traditional patriarch critiqued throughout, convincingly held together by humanistic self-sacrifice, even going so far as to metaphorically pull a feminine genius out of the clutches of extreme computational dismissal.

After having learned so much during her travels.

So many different walks of life narrativized.

The research scientists who critique the creation of commercial enterprise.

The professor who critiques their egos.

The criminal business that makes huge amounts of cash.

The small business created by ex-cons to legally scrape by.

In the beginning.

The new dad's always part of the picture.

The difficulties of making new friends outside work during one's professional life.

The ways in which online obsessions can lead to people missing extraordinarily realistic events taking place nearby (brilliant) (editing by Dan Lebental and Craig Wood).

The supernatural im/materialized.

Ontological office space.

Wings and blasters.

It's also really funny, I couldn't control my laughter at points, an expert blend of the serious and the comedic thoughtfully delivered like you're heading out to the ballgame.

Too adult focused?

I don't think so.

There's still enough action to keep the young ones focused I'd wager.

I might see this in theatres again.

First rate adventurous comedic romantic sci-fi action.

I can't think of an equally enrapturing comparison.

So well done.

Ant-Man

How to be diplomatic about this one?

Okay, Marvel's bound to have a screw-up at some point, something that's so unimaginative and formulaic that it's profoundly painful to watch.

Yes, the Ant-Man idea is imaginative, but the surrounding details, the support network, the venom, the drama, must have been written for the really young of age.

Lure in the next generation.

Even they may have knew exactly what was going to happen, yet since they may not have seen dozens of similar films, they may not have been able to tell that this one never even attempted to try something out of the ordinary.

Just because the concept is extraordinary, it doesn't mean you don't have to exercise your right to preponderate.

Laziness.

Alright, I know Marvel films aren't artistic philosophical masterpieces, but that's not really what I'm looking for.

What I am looking for is something like Mad Max: Fury Road or Aliens, Terminator 2, Die Hard, an engaged thoughtful hyperactive multidimensional salute to passion and existence that symphonically agitates myriad disparate domains.

Methinks Mad Max: Fury Road will endure.

It's just disappointing because the Marvel films are earning so much profit.

It's possible, although I hope this isn't the case, that the people running things behind the scenes at Marvel are starting to follow the same strategies adopted by the Toronto Maple Leafs for the last decade.

Decade.

Say it ain't so Marvel.

Say it ain't so!