Black Widow
Good, not amazing. It’s a film with no purpose other than for Kevin Feige to be able to point and go “Look, we did a Black Widow movie, alright?”
On the plus side, it stands by itself quite well with very little prior knowledge of the character or franchise required for it to make sense (with a couple of big exceptions, but if you’ve casually seen Civil War and Endgame then you’re all set). The new characters are fun, with everyone hamming up the Russian accents to Hunt for Red October levels, although Ray Winstone’s accent veers into “you fackin’ slaaaag” territory too. Florence Pugh is clearly being set up to take over the reigns for Marvel’s resident sexy-spy role, which is fair enough. In many ways it’s really her story more than Black Widow’s.
Where the film struggles is with pace and tone. It’s a slow, ponderous film that plods along without building enough tension. Any tension that it does build is wiped away by the frequent levity from David Harbour’s Red Protector (essentially Captain Communism), who was the soviet counterpart to Captain America. He’s fun and not without heart, but too often he pushes the film away from spy thriller and towards slapstick comedy. Rachel Weisz pulls the tone the other way but is criminally underused.
Ending spoilers:
I enjoyed Black Widow, especially as it’s fairly different to every other Marvel film, but it’s uneven and lacklustre at times. Worst of all, it feels unnecessary and inconsequential. Hopefully it serves as a platform to bring its new characters into the fold, as they’re what make it worth watching.
6/10