Back in the mid-70s, when comic books cost a quarter and stories were thirty - plus pages long, I'd buy a dozen or more each Saturday from the Ben Franklin and spend an entire afternoon reading.
The X-Men. Hulk. The Avengers. The Defenders. Tons of DC stuff. The fantasy world of comics was intoxicating; I read any and every title I could get my hands on.
Except Guardians Of The Galaxy.
Because I didn't like the first few issues of the comic, I plunked down my two-bits for other titles. My memory of the first run of that comic -- summed up pretty well as "Meh," -- made me doubt I'd enjoy this flick.
Boy, was I wrong.
James Gunn's space opera wastes no time drawing the audience into the story of Peter Quill. Quill loses his mother to cancer and gets abducted by space pirates within the first few minutes of the film. What follows is 115 minutes of pure popcorn fueled adrenaline. Guardians is a balanced blend of melodrama, romance, suspense, humor, action, 80s pop songs, and references to Kevin Bacon.
And it's the most fun I've had watching a Marvel flick since The Avengers.
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