Whatsoever-Man

I marked this year's Labor Day as my Socialize Day. After going through the classic routine of going to our store and helping out in running the business, I went to watch Iron Man with my high school friends. It was a typical hero movie, typically nice.

I wouldn't have bothered watching Iron Man if I were wise enough to have asked my friends which movie to watch before meeting them in the mall. I went there thinking that all of us were thinking the same thinking and were dreading to see Aga Mulach's movie since it has opened the day before. I was wrong. Obviously.

I didn't know if it was me, but I always assumed that it was Paramount Pictures' problem that they weren't able to get my interest to watch the film and that I was just dragged into the cinema of a mixed aroma of rotten, not-so rotten and barely rotten foods because of peer pressure. Nevertheless, the movie had managed to fascinate me inside the cinema and made me think twice if I still want to say that Robert Downey Jr. is not the hero material for me, because he's old and that his hotness has been cooled down by time, or simply shut up.