cklablog

First off, I loved Iron Man. Best. Comic. Book. Movie. Evar.

My brother-in-law (a very smart cat who reads Iron Man) tells me that it’s extremely faithtful to the comic, and I understand that it’s the first of a new series of comic films that Marvel bet the bank on — rather than license the characters, they ponied up the money themselves. So good on ‘em, it’s a fantastic movie.

But Favreau? From the LA Times:

Some filmmakers get their start making shaky home movies, others catch the bug in a high school drama class or maybe through an art institute where they put paint to canvas. Favreau has more of an eight-sided education.

“It was Dungeons & Dragons, but I wouldn’t have owned up so quickly a few years ago,” Favreau said sheepishly.

“It’s rough. It’s one of the few groups that even comic-book fans look down on. But it gave me a really strong background in imagination, storytelling, understanding how to create tone and a sense of balance. You’re creating this modular, mythic environment where people can play in it.”

He goes on about his gamer shame, and how he had to put D&D aside because it was holding him back socially (read: nobody gets laid playing D&D).

“When I was young, it was exciting, but as I got older it felt like it was keeping me from progressing. You’re social in your small circle, but it’s asocial to the wider world.”

Before we all spit on him, let’s remember that there were a lot of gamers of our generation that couldn’t handle being nerds. We just didn’t care about what the dominant paradigm was doing because we were ant1s0c1aL.

The entertainment industry in LA is populated mostly by (white) people from anywhere other than California who desperately, painfully, truly need to be popular. After all, what is fame, but a big, fat ‘hey guy’ from all the people who . . . like you . . . right now, they like you.”

Okay . . . now we can spit on him.

Great movie though, I hope he gets Iron Man II.