Captain America: The First Avenger finally gives the titular hero a stellar representation on the big screen. While it has its drawbacks, it is a great film, and my favorite Marvel Studios movie (before The Avengers took its place).
Cap has always been my favorite Marvel character. He was a hero worth looking up to when I was a kid. His confidence, character, bravery and humility were always things I tried to emulate. What made it even better was that he started out as a less-than-ordinary man, which gave hope that a skinny kid like me could do those amazing things. I just needed to find that Super Soldier Serum.
The First Avenger is a love letter to the World War II era, a time period of which I am quite fond. It’s because of my fondness for the era that I had some quibbles about the film in places. I know it was not supposed to be like Saving Private Ryan, but I hoped it would have been at least a little like that.
Since his beginning in the comics, the story of Captain America has been a microcosm of the clash of ideologies in World War II – a conflict that shaped the 20th century and beyond. The evils of the Nazi regime can be traced back to the original sin of pride, resulting in hatred, brutality and terrible ideas about one human being’s “superiority” over another. As God has shown many times in the Bible, true power, strength and righteousness come from humility – subservience to others and our Creator.
We’re going in… SPOILERS AHEAD