My partner and I took our littlest cousins to see The Avengers at the dollar theater yesterday. They’re ages 4, 7, and 9 - they recognize Hulk, Iron Man, and Captain America, but don’t know details.
The Littlest Cousin, who is already a blonde giant, LOVES the Hulk.
The Oldest Little Cousin, who is this super physical blonde hero, LOVES Thor.
The Middle Cousin, who is smaller, not as physical, and has dark hair was iffy on the whole thing. He really digs science, wants to be a scientist, and regularly talks about all the stuff he’s going to invent. I finally got him to agree to come to the movie with these words:
“Iron Man is a super scientist. Being a super scientist is his super power.”
That got him in. The kid came out of the movie LOVING Loki.
That scene where Loki showed up with his crazy smile, destroying everything? Middle Cousin said, “Sweet.” That was his favorite scene in the movie.
Good thing I’m one of his favorite cousins, huh? I wouldn’t be surprised to see that kid, twenty-five years from now, looming over NYC with a standy-uppy collar and a dirigible.