Not exact matches
In the almost - too - smooth fashion that has come to define even Marvel's non-Joss Whedon - directed entries, a steady undercurrent
of droll, wisecracking humor punctures the
tension at
key intervals, to continually amusing if somewhat ingratiating effect; it's a bit deflating when Iron Man at one
point actually invokes «The Manchurian Candidate,» rather than simply allowing the obvious reference to speak for itself.
Because two - plus - hours isn't enough time for
key plot
points and sources for much - needed
tension, a series
of end - cards helpfully informs
of the significance
of this accomplishment,
of Jones's aspiration to build a golf course in his native Georgia to honour Scotland's St. Andrews, and that he was afflicted with a rare, painful neurological disorder called syringomyelia.
It's useful for the conversation in that I have a hard time believing Peele isn't aware
of this, but it damages the film's admirable
tension at
key points in the narrative.
Key things to look for include evidence
of an oil leak at the engine's valve cover, which could
point to a worn timing chain
tensioner.
These are battles that can last up to an hour, and the
tension mounts as the Attackers use up their finite number
of spawns, while the Defenders do their best to stop the onslaught from taking the
key objective
points.