You’d think that after Avengers: Infinity War any Marvel movie that doesn’t follow up the events in that movie would just automatically suck.
Well you’d be wrong. So happily wrong.
Ant-Man and the Wasp is the perfect pallete cleanser for the sheer devastation of the last movie, full of whimsy, joy, and laughs.
It’s been two years since the events of Captain America: Civil War, Scott Lang (Paul Rudd) cut a deal with the Feds to be on house arrest. With mere days left, he has a dream involving Janet Van Dyne (Michelle Pfeiffer), the original Wasp who’s trapped in the Quantum Realm. Knowing this, Hank Pym (Michael Douglas) and his daughter Hope (Evangeline Lilly) now need him to find her while dealing with the threat of Ghost (Hannah John-Kamen) who has plans of her own.
What struck me the most about Ant-Man and the Wasp was how much the tone of the movie reminded me of the original Iron Man; the light breezy tone, and its willingness to embrace the absurdity of its premise (for God’s sake, a giant Hello Kitty Pez dispenser is used as a weapon).
The chemistry among the actors is just top notch. The banter between Scott and Hank is like something out an old Howard Hawks comedy. It’s almost rapid fire and just makes you smile the entire time, while never short changing Hope, even deepening the relationship between her and Scott.
As many a Marvel fan can attest, the weakness of Marvel films are the villains, and how they’re just the same as the heroes, down to their powers. Not here though. Ghost has phase powers that prove to be so radically different it actually made me worried for Scott and Hope. It was something unique that kept me glued to the screen.
While I enjoyed the original Ant-Man, this sequel is so much better in almost every conceivable way; its funnier, has a better pace, the acting, the dialogue, the villain, you get it. I didn’t expect to enjoy it as much as I did, but I was so swept up in its storytelling that I forgot all about Infinity War.