Steven and I finally went to see Thunderbolts*! We're both big Marvel fans, so it's kind of a tradition. We never go opening weekend—those crowds are not part of our superhero origin story—but we always make time for a movie date once things calm down. And honestly? It was good! Not the best Marvel movie ever OMG... but definitely a fun ride.
Let’s talk about Yelena for a second. Her sarcasm? Dry as sandpaper and just as sharp. I could watch her roll her eyes and throw shade for two solid hours and walk away feeling spiritually fed. The whole new team is kind of a beautiful disaster—Red Guardian is perpetually confused but loveable, and Walker still gives off big “Captain America's awkward cousin" energy. But somehow it all works.
The standout “love to hate her” performance goes to Valentina. Julia Louis-Dreyfus absolutely ate that role. She's like if Elle Woods ran the CIA but had zero morals. I adored it.
Steven’s review was, in typical Steven fashion, short and to the point: “It was okay.” He’s holding out hope for deeper character arcs in the next films, but he’s definitely still on board.
Favorite moment? Easy: when Yelena whispers “We own you” to Valentina near the end. I could’ve slow clapped. It was savage in the best way.
And poor Bob! I mean, the guy really tried his villain best but was so clueless when not The Void I actually felt bad for him. You kind of want to give him a sandwich and send him to therapy.
Overall, Thunderbolts* sets up the next Marvel chapter pretty nicely. Is it Avengers-level epic? Not yet. But it’s laying down some juicy groundwork. If you're a Marvel fan, you have to see it. It's the beginning of our next big adventure—and I, for one, am totally here for it.
