There is a Valkyrie, a garbage planet, spaceships, the devil’s anus and slapstick taking place in neon lit madness. Dr Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch) pops up and shows off his bizarre US accent. I was aggrieved at the loudness and conspicuous absence of sense and emotional significance. Jane’s dumped Thor and his friends all die and yet he’s conciliatory with Loki.
Where is Lady Sif? This was not a monumental accomplishment and there is not a forceful denouement. Loki carries on a one sided passionate rivalry in implacable fashion. I’m done with him and this cloud of tedium that was woefully inadequate.
The Silence Of The Lambs (1991)