Ant-Man Film Review

Ant-Man film review:Marvel's latest isn't small enough 

                                                                             By Owen Gleiberman

Paul Rudd is such a witty, skilled actor that if any star could take a superhero origin story and breathe some brash new life into it, you’d think it would be him. He plays Scott Lang, an idealistic cat burglar who becomes the unwitting guinea pig in an experiment to create the ultimate secret weapon: a stealth superhero the size of an insect. Lang, in his own mind, was meant for bigger things. But after spending three years in San Quentin prison for blowing the whistle on a corporation, he discovers that his life is a wreck. He loses joint custody of his daughter, and the only place that will hire him is Baskin Robbins. That’s when he’s recruited to put on an experimental suit that reduces anyone who wears it to the size of an ant. Supposedly, he gets stronger as well, though we don’t see much evidence of that; it would have been nice if he’d lifted at least one sugar cube 50 times his weight. Rudd, in his first fantasy blockbuster, is like an obedient soldier going through a drill. There’s one funny bit where he says, “I ruined the moment, didn’t I?”, but it’s just about the only moment when the film’s facetiousness seems less than laboured.