Jory saw the brilliant Avengers written by the genius Joss Whedon. Jory saw it with Aunt Brenda and Vandy. And I saw it separately with my movie/TV buddy, Justin. I thought it was great and wondered if Jory thought it was too.
“I liked the Black Widow, the black guy- -“ he stated.
The black guy? Samuel L. Jackson is bad, but Jory’s never seen Pulp Fiction and won’t for at least another decade or so, so he doesn’t know where Samuel L.’s badness comes from. And while he was cool in The Avengers, I wasn’t sure how he did any superhero type stuff that Jory would rank him with the Black Widow. “The black guy?”
“Yeah, the one with the arrows.”
“Oh, Hawkeye.”
“Yes, Hawkeye. I liked him. And the Hulk. And Thor. He said, ‘I’m a god,’ then the Hulk threw him around. That was funny.”
My baby growing up with well written superhero movies.
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