A great summer movie. Also, peanut M&Ms are addictive and Wendy’s has a good bacon cheeseburger, while we’re talking junk food. This definitive modern superhero flick is loud, busy, slickly calculated and brings all of the clever strokes that you expect/enjoy/hate about writer/director Joss Whedon. He’s a real comics fan though, thrilled to be here. He understands the characters, sells the corny moments and nails the vibe of a double-sized anniversary event issue of a comics series. Though Whedon curiously shoots the movie in a modern TV aspect ratio, rather than the ultra-wide ‘Scope of every other Hollywood action movie, everything else here is bigger than life. He often introduces interior locations from a low angle so we can see the enormity of the sets. Alan Silvestri’s music score is an old-fashioned booming orchestral job thickly glopped over frantic action scenes. The screen swarms with effects and technology. And when aliens attack New York City the destruction is as over the top as anything from the comics (where the Big Apple has been smashed over and over again; my favorite: the Inferno crossover storyline from the 80s, when demons from Hell took over the city). It’s a film that delivers on whatever anyone should reasonably expect from a cinematic team up of Iron Man, Captain America, Thor, The Hulk, Nick Fury, Black Widow and Hawkeye. It doesn’t transcend the superhero genre; it embraces the genre. It gives you all the sugar that you want inside the colorful packaging. It’s the movie equivalent to that Snickers bar that you threw in your cart on impulse last week while you waited in line at the supermarket. Or maybe you’re more of a Twix person…