Captain America: The First Avenger
directed by Joe Johnston
According to this story a weak man knows the virtue of strength, as though physical strength is merely something
you are born with and don't have to earn. In 1942 Steve Rogers (Chris Evans) is a wimp who has the desire but not
the means to fight for his country. He's made five attempts to enlist, and he's been declared medically unfit each
time. The skinny version of Evans is a tiny man, and the effects are astonishingly realistic.
Rogers gets a chance to do his bit when he meets Dr Abraham Erskine (Stanley Tucci) and he's put on a top
secret experimental programme. Only one candidate will be chosen to get the beefing-up treatment, and Rogers
looks like the least likely super-soldier. Yet Erskine sees qualities in him that the rest of the army can't.
Whilst the Americans are worried about the Nazi threat Johann Schmidt (Hugo Weaving) is hunting for
mysterious artefacts that will help him gain power so that his Nazi-sponsored Hydra organisation will be in a position
to take over the world. He's your typical mad megalomaniac with a mean streak and a hive of faceless minions.
Peggy Carter (Hayley Atwell) is a feisty and trigger-happy agent attached to the secret scientific project, and she's
very obviously Rogers' love interest. Although she's no wallflower she doesn't get to do much that isn't directly concerned
with illuminating Rogers' personality. Likewise Schmidt is a comic book villain with no nuance at all, which seems to
be a waste of Hugo Weaving's talents. He's believably bad, but not believably anything else.
Captain America's classic brightly-coloured stars, stripes and tights costume gets an outing in a tongue in cheek
interlude when Rogers learns that he needs more than formidable strength to be a proper hero. It's a nod to the
character's comic-book origins, but it fits in quite well. Christopher Markus and Stephen McFeely's script is
peppered with witty one-liners, and some of the minor characters add further depth. This makes up for the Hydra
organisation's one-dimensional badness. As superheroes go Captain America has endearing vulnerability, not only
because of his past as a weak man but also because he's not actually that superpowered. He can be hurt, and
he's attached to his friends who are themselves very vulnerable. The relationship between Rogers and his best
friend 'Bucky' Barnes (Sebastian Stan) is one of the movie's highlights.
Anachronisms
Crick and Watson didn't win the Nobel prize for the discovery of the structure of DNA until 1962, so it's odd that
Agent Carter talks about Rogers' genetic code. And MI5 and MI6 weren't given those names until after WWII. However
this is a movie full of fantasy science such as flashy death rays that didn't exist and fancy planes that hadn't been
invented, so such anachronisms are part of the background. There are plenty of shiny effects and fake period
vehicles and costumes. The film is full of immaculately glamorous women in forties-style dress, and Chris Evans
smashes his way through battle after battle looking uber-cool with his shiny shield and tasteful leather costume.
The visuals are certainly impressive. Like many superhero films its weakness is in the depth of some of its
characters rather than the way it looks. In effect it's a treatise on what kind of man makes the ideal hero, both
inside and out: Rogers represents persistence, compassion and bravery in the extreme. Of course he's a little too
perfect, but the scriptwriters have tempered this with humour and given his character the ability to send himself
up, so he's very likeable. In spite of having a hideous, lunatic, cardboard cut-out villain to go up against,
Captain
America is an entertaining, crowd-pleasing movie.

Review © Ros Jackson