**SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT!!**
So I saw Infinity War on Monday. I’ve been looking forward to that movie for months, and I was so super jazzed about it that I even bought a special t-shirt to wear to the movie. Never have I ever been that excited about a movie.
I mean, how could one not be?
My funny bone was tickled, my senses taken for a ride by way of epic action, and my heart was ripped out of my chest; and then stepped on, twice. There’s nothing quite like being heartbroken yet satisfied. Am I right?
It is difficult to put my feelings about Infinity War into words, so I thought I would share them in pictures.
–When I was prepared for Iron Man or Captain America to die, then I watched something much worse play out.
— Dear Marvel,
First, give me back my Bucky! Second, how dare you hurt Spiderman! Third, what the heck dude?!
— My feelings about what happened to Bucky are the same as Dorothy’s feelings on what happened to Glen Miller.
— In a nutshell…
The movie was still amazing, and I’m seeing it again on Saturday! It just hurts so good.
Until next time,