Captain America: Civil War

So, it’s been over a week since I saw Captain America: Civil War and I finally have the time to pen a few of my thoughts to paper: nothing too in-depth and certainly not covering everything that happened in that glorious 2.5 hours.

Besides Fantastic Beasts, this is the other movie that I truly could not wait to see. All of the releases this year look amazing, but when it comes to ones from the MCU, especially if it’s Avenger-centric, are the ones that really get my fangirl gears turning.

My poor nephew; he’s my date to most of these movies and he doesn’t not know how to handle me and my reactions. Obviously I’m pretty sedate when in public but if my hand is hovering near my mouth (which is my default reaction when things get tense or I’m surprised) it isn’t long before he leans over to whisper ‘are you okay?’. Bless.

I’m going to do my best to avoid them, but here is your obligatory spoiler alert.

Superheroes Galore


As with most action movies, there was a slow buildup leading to knock-down, drag-out fight scenes (which did not disappoint in any sense of the word). I loved this part of the movie for two main reasons. First, the character development and exploration. We see Steve acting in stark contrast to what would normally be considered as “acceptable” behavior for Captain America. We see Tony trying to work through some pretty heavy emotions, but his flaw is that I don’t think he really knows how, so we how that transpires and evolves into something much bigger. We’re able to see more of Falcon’s tech and how it works. We see the insecurities that Wanda still understandably had. We see Natasha in an almost more motherly role, the person who in her own way is trying to keep the peace and the family together.  In general, we get to these heroes on a more personal level, both as individuals and in the group dynamic. And as someone who lowkey loves sociology and anthropology, it’s fascinating, even for fictional characters.

Keeping with that train of thought, can we please give a huge shoutout to T’Challa aka Chadwick_Boseman_as_Black_Panther_in_Captain_America_Civil_WarBlack Panther! You want to talk about character development? Then take a good look at this guy. The progression we saw with his character in the span of two hours was staggering but completely significant. Add to that the kick ass suit and killer fighting skills, and you now have yourself a character that is going to go down in the record books as a favorite. And what I mean is that what was already a wonderful character from the comics is now has the exposure it deserves by being brought into the MCU. I’m super excited to see how they expand his character and storyline in the stand alone movie and other releases. I really hope they do it justice.

You can’t talk about the main guys without at least mentioning the cameos. Oh, those cameos; just the right amount of screen time, perfect line delivery, and showcase of what they’re capable of (with a surprise or two). With as much as there was going on in the movie and with as many characters as you see coming and going, the cameo superheroes were pretty much perfect.

#TeamCap vs #TeamIronman

The second reason I loved the build-up was because it essentially was what the movie was all about. Life is not black and white; most of day-today life takes place in that gray abyss that exists in-between. It’s no different for superheroes than it is for real people, because while this is a fictional universe, it is written as an extension of our own.

The conflict in Civil War wasn’t black and white; it was gray. There was no good versus evil, no imminent threat against humanity. It was just them, them against each other, them against the rest of the world.


They were being forced to make a decision that would affect not only them as individuals but them as a team (read: family) but their ability to do what they had pledged, to make the world a safe place. And when faced with that choice, Tony chose one way and Steve chose another. As with any family, arguments were had and sides were picked. As the conflict evolved and deepened, ebbed and flowed, it shows that even when you are on the same team working for the same cause, you sometimes have to choose what you feel is right rather than choosing easy (gray), as there is not always an absolute right (white) or absolute wrong (black).


Just let me throw this out there. I love Steve. I love Bucky. I love Sam. Steve and Bucky, of course. Steve and Sam, why not. Steve, Bucky, AND Sam, yes please! What I’m talking about is the epic bromances that we we’ve been blessed with. You can officially consider this my brotp.

Steve and Bucky. Aw man, these two! From kids in Brooklyn to soldiers in WWII to NEiVQ5wj0bfqlk_2_b.jpgbecoming enemies of the state together, these two have been true blue since day one. Steve never gave up on Bucky and Bucky never forgot Steve. Despite their years apart and the traumas suffered in that time, it was so utterly satisfying to see them team up again, falling effortless back into sync with one another and protecting each other’s backs. In the end, they each make a sacrifice for the other, and damnit if that didn’t bring a tear to your eye then I don’t know if we can be friends.

8a65a846c12b4425ea55804f070db2e0Steve and Sam. Aw man, these two as well! I’ve loved the character of Sam Wilson from the beginning but he has become one of my favorite heroes. I feel like he is one of the more “normal” of the bunch, that he retained more of his civilian mentality despite his years of combat and working for Shield. In that aspect he reminds me a lot of Clint. He came out of retirement when his help was needed, eventually staying on and joining the Avengers. When all hell broke loose, he stuck by Steve’s side, doing what he could to help protect Bucky despite the fact that he didn’t know or trust him at that point. Sam is a resolute yet selfless, a mirror to what Steve embodies as Captain America.

Bucky and Sam. All I have to say is them, in that car, the little grins that Bucky and Sam simultaneously sported. I want more!

tumblr_o6jsbc8elH1t0g23mo3_400But really, there are definite parallels of the relationship that Steve has with Bucky compared to the one his has with Sam. And at the same they are unique from the other as well. And I think this is something that Sam and Bucky began to realize. Sure, at first they had to test the waters and give each other a hard time, but I feel like in turn it become more of exasperated jesting than true resentment. There began to be an unspoken understanding between the two; Bucky appreciated that Sam was there for Steve when he himself couldn’t be and Sam is showing Bucky that he’s just as protective of Steve but that he is not trying to take his place.

Steve, Bucky, and Sam. I can’t even. If I could get a movie that solely features them, it would make me a very happy little geek. In fact, it’d send me into fangirl overload. Just remember, on my tombstone, write ‘She came. She saw. She Squee’d.”

I don’t know if it comes across or not, but I absolutely loved this movie. It’s a contender to top the list of favorites to have come out of the MCU at this point. It’s renewed and deepened a love I already had for these comics and these characters, and that is one of the most amazing feelings in the world. There’s so much that can be talked about and speculated on with this movie and this franchise. If you have any ideas or thoughts, please, as always, share them in the comments. I’d love to discuss! 


Back in the Saddle Again

Last week, I started to write about how I was having an existential crisis regarding how I was spending my free time. I ended up abandoning that post because I felt like I was unable to properly express the inner turmoil I was having. And I didn’t want to come across sounding like a whiny bitch.

You see, I’ve been in a strop of sorts since December. It has been taking an uncharacteristic amount of effort for me to be productive. Between house and yard work, writing for the blog, trying to start a local chapter of Geek Girl Brunch, and a few other things, I feel like there aren’t enough hours in the day for me to put my best effort into these things. I know that this is a feeling that everyone experiences, but for a perfectionists and a person with OCD, it’s the devil. It was getting to the point where I thought I was going to have to start micromanaging my evenings in order to start making advances in the things I want to do and complete.

I think this is a lot of the reason why I haven’t posted in a while. This blog is really important with me and there is so much I want to accomplish with it. There is always that small yet constant fear that this endeavor is going to be another failure.

Then, with an innocuous conversation I was having with my favorite coworker, I suddenly (and finally) realized that I had nothing to stress about.

Here’s a recap of the conversation.

This coworker and I were having one out of normal random chit chat sessions. It started innocently enough by talking about how you could tell summer was around the corner because of how late it stayed light outside. I commented on how during the previous I had gone upstairs to read and thought to myself that I couldn’t believe how light it still was at 8”30My coworker paused sand then looked at my intently. He said he couldn’t imagine sitting and being able to pick and choose what he was or wasn’t going to do for the night. He was actually envious of my ability to choose whether I was going to go to work in the yard or go for a bike ride, or if I was going to lose myself between the pages of a book, or if I was just going to veg out and watch TV all evening. I admitted that while I’m super appreciative of it, it’s also something I do take for granted

I won’t bore you with all the details, but the conversation was an enlightening one and that particular revelation blew my mind. It was the change in perspective that I needed as I had lost my own.

One of the things I enjoy most about being single is that I can be selfish with a lot of things, and especially my time. And that is completely okay!

I can have a hard time reconciling when I think things should get done versus when they actually get done, especially when there is no real or expressed deadline; depending on the things, I can tend to view that as a failure. Just because I don’t post every few days or every week, it doesn’t mean the blog is a failure. Just because I haven’t gotten GGB completely up and running doesn’t mean it is a failure. Just because I haven’t gone to the gym in a while doesn’t mean I’m lazy. As long as I continue to do what makes me happy, in whatever capacity that is, it’s not a failure.

At the end of all of this, I came up with a set of guiding principles for the things I’m trying to achieve that aren’t going to happen overnight. I thought I’d share the two main ones I established for the blog:

1.       Write often. Many of my favorite writers have said that one of the best things you can do is write every day. While I may not be writing fiction, the principle holds true. My goal is to write something, whether it’s a quick blerb or a full post, a few times per week.

2.       Every post doesn’t have to be 3000 words. As long as it is adding value, that’s what counts.

Perspective is the key to a lot of things in life. Whether is refreshing the existing or gaining some new, it’s how we move forward in life. Here’s to hoping that my updated perspective helps me tap back into my creativity and perseverance in order to achieve my geeky goals.