Good, cause you just watched the extended version of it. When Tony Stark defeated his formerly trusted ally in the ‘Iron Monger’ armor, I’m fairly certain the next thing he said wasn’t “Boy, I hope I get to fight a whole lot more of those…”.
So let’s see, an arms dealer jealous of Tony Stark, check. A terrorist who covets Tony Starks’ toys and makes a devious deal with the jealous arms-maker, check. Iron-Man fights another Iron-Man type, check. Throw in the ever shag-able Scarlett Johansson as the Black Widow and we have a movie.
Now, this movie does very little to set itself apart as an installment in a series other than serve as a place setting for the forthcoming ‘Thor’, ‘Captain America’ and a reminder we still have ‘The Avengers’ to look forward to. As a comic book movie, it still makes an OK Saturday matinée popcorn flick and is better than such sequels as ‘Spider-Man 3’ and ‘X-3’.
Not quite epic, but no bathroom breaks.