When my girlfriend asked me on Friday night if I wanted to see Prom Night or Iron Man, I had to seriously wonder if she was kidding. Iron Man was one of the very few comics that I read as a kid, and I was so outrageously excited about the movie that I had seen just about every trailer and read just about every tidbit regarding the movie.

Terrified of another Fantastic Four flop, I checked all of the review sites I could, and everyone was full of praise. So, sneaking all kinds of snack food in our bags, we walked into the theater hoping for the best.

God, did I ever get it. Read More »