David Edelstein on "Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2" and May’s "must-sees"

In this web exclusive, “Sunday Morning” film censor David Edelstein reviews the newest further to the Marvel Comic universe, and suggests a few gems to demeanour out for in theaters and on streaming services this month:

Maybe you’re one of the zillions of people who’ve already seen and enjoyed “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2,” and you don’t caring what we or any other film censor has to contend about it.

Okay, bye! So long!

God speed!

… Still here? I’m honored! 


Coming to a multiplex nearby you!

Now, take a demeanour at this hulk space squid or whatever it is that the Guardians are fighting. It’s a flattering satisfactory pitch of the Marvel Comics Universe, swelling its tentacles by the film galaxy, solely there are no guardians who can kill it! we theory critics are the guardians of the film galaxy, but the energy is singular against hulk space squid party conglomerates.

Let me contend that, like many people, we had a good time at the first “Guardians of the Galaxy.” By the magisterial standards of Marvel movies, it was pretty medium — some-more so than the showy comic. And it was a nonsensical mangle from the dim nights of the essence in those other Marvel cinema with Captain America and Iron Man arguing over polite liberties.

And it was way reduction grave than those DC Comics movies, which are like Wagner’s last operas.

You had to like the Guardians — 5 superheroes of churned sizes, powers and temperaments. Chris Pratt’s Peter Quill, a.k.a Star-Lord, was a screw-up who carried a mix-tape of ’70s AM radio hits done by the mom he still mourned.

Rocket was a raccoon with a longshoreman’s potty mouth. There was a weird, vaguely highly-strung muscleman, a sentient tree who could only contend 3 words, and a soldier lady who alone had common sense, yet she was a little dull.

So, yeah: Bring on “Volume 2.”


The squad is back: “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2.”

Well, “Volume 2” is standard Marvel bloat. It’s overlong, it’s repetitious, and for every good fun there are two that don’t land. Stuff is always swirling around and blowing up, but it’s all just fodder. There’s 0 suspense.


Baby Groot in “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2,” the newest further to the Marvel Comic universe,

Okay, tools of it are not un-fun. The designs are amusingly tacky; the colors pop. Little Groot, the lovable stem that’s the reincarnation of Big Groot, most steals the movie. Scenes between him and Rocket the Raccoon are like ridicule vaudeville sketches.

And we adore the strut of Karen Gillan as the knave Nebula, who hates her sister (Zoe Saldana’s still-dull Gamora) since their vicious father used to make them fight any other.

If “Guardians Vol. 2” has a theme, it’s how bad fathers destabilize the galaxy. The big guest star is Kurt Russell as a God (or demigod; Marvel is, like, lousy with gods!) called Ego, who claims to be Peter Quill’s long-absent dad.

Whether he is or he isn’t, there’s something weird about him, generally his first scene, which facilities a computer-generated chronicle of Russell’s younger self.


There’s no footage of that accessible to us, so here is Russell in Walt Disney’s crazy 1969 “The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes” (left). Yeah, it’s really creepy! The real-world implications of computer-generating actors is distant scarier than anything that happens in the film itself.

Anyway, “Guardians” will make gazillions of dollars, but that’s not adequate for Marvel. 

It’s not adequate you’ve paid for this product; you have to lay by commercials for other ones. There are 4 — count ’em, four! — teasers during the credits, one with Sylvester Stallone as a space ranger surrounded by actors palpably salivating for that fat Marvel paycheck.

To watch a trailer for “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2” click on the video player below: 

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 – Trailer 3 (Official) by
Marvel Entertainment on

Here on universe Earth, there are a few other inestimable things around.

The film “Sleight” is a some-more medium superhero film. The hero’s enchanting powers are sleight-of-hand, and the film is some-more fun than films 100 times its budget.


“Last Men in Aleppo.”

You should demeanour out for two documentaries over the next two months. “Last Men in Aleppo” is the story of people who stayed behind in that bombed-out city rescuing people from rubble, or some-more mostly just retrieving corpses or physique parts. It’s devastating, and it’s essential.

Oscar-winner Laura Poitras, who done “Citizenfour” about Edward Snowden, is back with a doc about Julian Assange called “Risk.” She has amazing, insinuate footage of him before and after he took retreat in the Bolivian Embassy in London. And as the film goes on, he comes to seem some-more and some-more unsavory.


Elisabeth Moss in “The Handmaid’s Tale.”

Finally, we suggest two TV series to stream: 

Hulu’s “The Handmaid’s Tale,” formed on Margaret Atwood’s freaky novel, stars Elisabeth Moss as a breeder/concubine in a brutally congenital future world.

Over at Amazon, stream Season 3 of “Bosch,” which has superb actors: Titus Welliver as Michael Connelly’s bold police detective, Amy Aquino as his Lieutenant, and Lance Reddick as the Chief of Police. It’s old-style gumshoe things in a smart new package. 

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