“I’m Tony Stark. I build neat stuff. I got a great girl. And, occasionally, save the world. So why…can’t I…sleep?” The threequel apparently finds the beloved billionaire glamour tycoon feeling a bit down in the dumps, possibly due to some PTNTBHSD (Post-Taking-a-Nuke-Through-a-Black-Hole Stress Syndrome.)
A close-up on Tony Stark, looking very serious and un-Starky. A question to ponder: The first two Iron Men were arguably fun specifically because they weren’t grim or melancholy or Nolanesque. Does the darkening tone of Iron Man 3 mean that the fun is over?
