Ant-Man and The Wasp: Quantumania

Jonathan Majors is just outstanding. He's in a different movie, giving a Shakespearean performance in what is otherwise... well, it's Ant-Man.

The more appealing thing about the whole enterprise is the mental image of these former A-listers hanging out between takes, swapping stories of the old days and competing over who least understands the script.

The thrill is gone. The Marvel Universe shoots a blank. A tiny one.

The visuals are so busy, the jokes so tame, the homilies so overfamiliar, the only option is surrendering to the chaos. But those pros Pfeiffer and Douglas up the game with an interstellar Romancing the Stone vibe.

A superhero epic of gargantuan proportions that overwhelms and overstimulates, but still manages to deliver some human emotions despite the CGI circus.

The overall narrative is pedestrian but offers enough flashes, bangs, and general weirdness for those who prefer to sit back and absorb such things.

An essential film to understand the future of the MCU. [Full review in Spanish]

Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania is a film that also manages to balance VFX spectacle and groundedness in its third act. And although the conclusion feels slightly rushed, the ending is better than that of many MCU films we’ve seen lately.

It may feel like the director ordered a truckload of kitchen sinks to throw into this chaotic, complicated-yet-dumb, serious-yet-silly, imperfect extravaganza, but he still manages to serve up an astonishing tale.

While I still like the film overall. Every MCU movie now just becoming setup for the next is making characters like Ant-Man lose some of their charm.