Y’know how when you watch a really great horror film you’re so scared of the dark that even your own reflection frightens you? Well, THE AVENGERS has a similar effect only with completely opposite results. After watching THE AVENGERS I dare something in the dark to take me on. I’ll punch myself in the mirror!

THE AVENGERS reminds me why I love superheroes.  They not only inspire us, but enlighten us. At first I wish they actually exist. I wish a super team would assemble to thwart the tyranny we are regularly reminded of and continually threatened by. But maybe they do actually exist. Maybe they…are us?

Iron Man reminds us, whether through human ingenuity or the human spirit, that humanity has inside of us the ability to fix our own problems. Hulk assures us that we can overcome our inner-demons and that we are in control of our own destiny. Captain America reminds us, whether we are deists or just plain old fashioned, honor is important and means something.  Black Widow is screaming that sexy is just plain super and Agent Coulson strongly represents humanity’s collective heart. And if our heart is stabbed, it’s like Tony Stark said, the enemy will manage “to piss-off every single one of us.”

In the end the question isn’t can we all put our differences aside to come together and make the world a better place, it’s when.  When will we have enough of tyrants masquerading as gods? And even “if we can’t protect the earth, you can be damn well sure we’ll avenge it.”

The entire film to me screams of an allegory of humankind’s frustration and subsequent victory, not only over the enemy, but most importantly victory over our petty bickering to finally assemble and stand together. The two and a half hours is over in what feels like a blink of an eye. Even after my fifth viewing I still get chills when Maria Hill asks Nick Fury if another earth threatening situation happens how can he be sure The Avengers will come back? To which he confidently replies, “Because we’ll need them to.”