**WARNING: SPOILER ALERT!**
About a week ago I saw Doctor Strange. I have been meaning to write about this movie since I have seen it, but got busy with various homework assignments burying me alive. Not to mention NaNoWriMo has taken up a lot my time lately. So without further a do here is my review:
This colorful psychedelic and “trippy” installment in the Marvel Cinematic Universe is by far a gargantuan leap into the popular movie franchise. Filled with perplexing special effects and visuals; it’s by far a movie roller coaster that will keep you on the edge of your seat.
Doctor Stephen Strange is an actual and literal doctor. And by doctor I mean he is an actual neurosurgeon who is one of the best in the business. He is arrogant and witty, and a pompous jerk through the first half of the movie, and Stephen Strange is played by none other than the brilliant actor Benedict Cumberbatch. This blockbuster is a hit among the previously loved but sometimes bland Marvel movies.
The film starts out with a normal story about a brilliant rich neurosurgeon who spends his days doing laborious surgeries. He is called upon many times from his colleagues because of his existential skill. On a night time joyride in his lambo he texts and drives, eventually causing him to crash and lose the abilty to use his hands. This incident causes him to battle himself, trying to fix his abiltity, battling himself within.
Then, when he thinks all hope is lost, all of his belongings and precious watches sold, his money draining from his pocket, he is launched into a world of sorcery and magic. He is told by a man who learned to walk again to go to Kathmandu, Nepal. He meets the infamous Ancient One played by none other than the actress Tilda Swinton. He ends up not just trying to use his hands again, but saving the multiverse from more darker and mysterious threats.
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