The Hunt For An Enigmatic Nanny

Boy Dies In Mishap; Enigmatic Woman Sought For Questioning

London (Reuters) Scotland Yard is investigating a bizarre case in the heart of London, after a child fell to his death under mysterious circumstances. Michael Banks, 8, son of banker George Banks and his wife Winifred, plunged to the street from a height of over a hundred feet last evening. His sister Jane, 10, was a witness, described as hysterical after the fact.

How it precisely happened is still a question mark. Witnesses at a distance described the appearance of a staircase in the smoke from chimneys over the scene in the moonlight. “Right as rain, guvnah!” butcher Charlie Collins told reporters. “It was right up there, it was, guvnah! Four people, walking up a staircase full of smoke, like it was solid, right against the moon, guvnah! And then one of them just fell right out the bottom side, guvnah!”

Raymond Tarleton, a physician on his way home for the evening, saw the same event from another perspective. “A peculiar thing if you ask me,” the doctor informed this reporter. “Certainly one can always expect a good deal of smoke and fog on a London evening- perhaps too much. From a doctor’s point of view, all this smog can’t be that healthy. But I digress. I just think it’s an odd thing to see smoke take the shape of a staircase. And then to see people walk up that staircase. I mean, that defies the laws of gravity and physics. My word... to see a child fall through that smoke... for the rest of my days I shall never forget the sound of his scream.”

The Banks household is in mourning. George Banks is a long term employee of the Dawes Tomes Mousley Grubbs Fidelity Fiduciary Bank, which suffered a public relations fiasco yesterday during a bank run by citizenry. His wife Winifred is associated with the Vote For Women movement. Their residence on Cherry Tree Lane is a quiet place that had, in recent weeks, been the scene of unexplained occurrences.

“An ill wind,” neighbour and retired Navy Admiral Thaddeus Boom yelled at this reporter from his rooftop, where a replica of a Navy ship, complete with cannons, has been built onto the manor. His assistant and retired sailor Mr. Binnicle was busy preparing the cannons for a reason this reporter didn’t quite understand until after the fact. “Strangest nanny I’ve ever seen started working there when the wind turned to the east. All prim and proper, but flying around- literally flying around- with an umbrella, talking to dogs, and those children following her around saying things about jumping into sidewalks. Very strange. Now, it’s just about time, so... Mr. Binnacle! Are the cannons prepared?”

This was followed shortly thereafter by one of the cannons being fired, right at the stroke of eight AM, creating a ghastly boom that resonated through the area. Another neighbour, speaking on condition of anonymity, was irritated. “My nerves are at a knife edge. Twice every single day, that senile old bastard is up on that roof, blasting away with those cannons. I’ve never met anyone whose death I would celebrate, but when Boom finally ceases to breathe, I assure you, sir, I will pour a glass of fine champagne and toast the end of his miserable existence.”

Local constable Arthur Jones, whose walking beat includes Cherry Tree Lane, was downcast. “Oh, I know those children well,” he told reporters in a nearby park. “Just as well as I know crazy old Admiral Boom. Who, by the way, should be put in a retirement home and banned from getting anywhere near field artillery. The Banks used to have all sorts of problems with keeping a nanny in the household. Those kids, bless them, well, they were just being kids, getting into the odd bit of mischief like kids do. I brought them home from the park the odd time when they managed to get away from whichever nanny was in the family’s employ, but you know, at heart they’re both good children. I mean, well, poor young Michael, in his case, he was a good child. Hard to think of him in the past tense. But anyway, there was a problem retaining nannies. The one before last, well, if I can use a colourful expression, was a real battleaxe. Katie Nanna, they called her. This last one, this Miss Poppins? A real odd duck, if you ask me. Still, she seemed to keep the kids well behaved. At least I always thought so. Didn’t figure she was doing anything like what people are now saying she was doing. I mean, who thinks of witchcraft in this day and age?”

Scotland Yard is looking for the nanny in the wake of the tragedy. While Jane Banks is seeking solace in the company of her parents, and while funeral preparations are underway for Michael Banks, who met something of a gruesome end, the nanny, one Mary Poppins, vanished in the wake of the child’s fall. How she created a staircase out of smoke is a mystery. As is the question of how Michael fell out of it. She is described as slender, five foot eight, with black hair, a bewitching smile she rarely shows, a stern but fair demeanour, impeccably dressed, and carrying an umbrella and valise bag that contains more than it appears. She is also self-described as “practically perfect in every way.”

On a related matter, her accomplice, a Cockney chimney sweep and street entertainer answering to the name Bert, has been arrested. Bert, it turns out, is an alias for his true identity, Albert Geoffrey Wentworth III, the long missing heir of the Wentworth shipping industry. He is being held as the prime suspect in the so called Autolycus case, the infamous series of robberies of priceless jewels and art over a ten year period in which an estimated forty seven million pounds sterling valued items were stolen from galleries, museums, and private residences across Britain and Europe. Found stewing in a holding cell at the Yard by reporters, Wentworth simply shrugged, lacking the exaggerated Cockney accent he has been known for in recent years in the vicinity of Cherry Tree Lane, instead speaking in a refined tone. “Would any of you gentlemen care to wager how long before I can escape from here?”

Bickering Out In The Cosmos

Today I have a movie review. And for another take on this one, check out Norma and Collin's reviews and Mark's review.

“Just who do you think you are?” ~ Ayesha

“All you do is yell at each other.  You’re not friends.” ~ Nebula

“You need to find a woman who’s pathetic. Like you.” ~ Drax

“The fate of the universe lies on your shoulders. Now whatever you do,  don’t press this button, ‘cause that will set off the bomb immediately and we will all be dead. Now repeat back what I just said.” ~ Rocket 

“I am Groot.” ~ Groot

“Can we put the bickering on hold until after we survive the massive space battle?” ~ Gamora

“Sometimes the thing you’ve been looking for your whole life is right there beside you all along.” ~ Peter Quill

After the success of 2014’s Guardians Of The Galaxy, of course a sequel would be in order. The comic book adaptation of cosmic Marvel characters bickering with each other and dealing with galactic level threats proved to be popular with audiences, opening up new parts of the Marvel cinematic universe. Now the cast and crew have returned for the second film in the series, helmed once again by director James Gunn, in a story that maintains the banter, humour, and cosmic scope of the previous film, while opening up new horizons.

In the wake of the previous film, in which the rag tag band of misfits called the Guardians of the Galaxy brought down the Kree accuser Ronan and his schemes to destroy Xandar, the team find themselves dealing with Ayesha (Elizabeth Debickie), the somewhat cranky leader of the Sovereign, after a job doesn’t go quite according to plan. Peter Quill (Chris Pratt), Gamora (Zoe Saldana), Drax (Dave Bautista), Rocket (Bradley Cooper), and the sapling version of Groot (Vin Diesel) encounter a mystery man called Ego (Kurt Russell), who promptly reveals himself to be Quill’s biological father. Meanwhile, Ayesha hires Yondu (Michael Rooker, returning from the first film) and his rogue crew of Ravagers to track down the Guardians. It doesn’t take long before things get complicated.

Gunn wrote the story, having had co-written the original screenplay. The tale is largely based on the status quo of the team as brought together in the comics by Dan Abnett and Andy Lanning, who assembled a motley assortment of cosmic characters together to face dire threats in the universe. There’s an older version of the Guardians in the comics, from a thousand years in the future, and some of those characters show up here as well as the story goes along, albeit in a different context. Gunn’s story continues the funny, space meets swashbuckling tone of the original, blending in the personal- the search for answers about a person’s heritage and just what family really means- with the large scale in the form of a dire threat to galactic peace.

Along the way there are some character developments woven into the narrative- Nebula’s change of allegiances is a welcome one, while Yondu’s motivations for taking the young Quill from Earth in the first film become clear, and having Groot remain pint sized through the bulk of the film is a creative contrast from the first film, where the three word speaking walking tree was the biggest member of the ungainly team. In fact, the little Groot's status quo provides quite a laugh early on while he dances during the main titles- with a massive battle taking place in the background behind him, establishing the irreverent tone of the film.

The story also presents a new character, Ego, in pretty much the only way he’d work in a live action movie. In the comics, Ego is a living planet- when one approaches him, you see a planet, and facial features on that planet. Trying to transfer that over to live action, you’d wind up with something out of the original Star Trek television series- if all we saw was a floating head in space, it would end up coming across as very cheesy. Instead we have a Celestial being who can present himself as a human being, but is deeply connected to the planet he calls home, and it’s a good work around of where the character came from.

Gunn takes all of these elements and weaves them into the film, which his directing style is well suited for. As previously shown, Gunn has a good touch for the comic book adaptation, particularly the cosmic level of it all. He can give us a scene set in the midst of chaotic battle and ferocious fighting, and keep track of what’s going on. We see fantastic worlds, distant stars, and strange looking alien beings, and while a lot of that comes down to CGI, it all blends well in with what the actors do. This is probably best manifested in Ego’s planetary form, which winds up being perhaps the biggest visual effect in movie history, but it also shows earlier on, giving Russell a younger look in the opening sequences set in 1980.

The cast are all well chosen in their roles. There are a multitude of cameos- Stan Lee gives one of his funniest yet, and actually kind of feels like a connection to all of his other cameos in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Michelle Yeoh, best known to American audiences for her Chinese spy protagonist in the Bond film Tomorrow Never Dies turns up as Aleta, one of Yondu’s old crew, while Sylvester Stallone joins the MCU as another former friend of Yondu, Stakar, suitably grumpy but principled in the role. There’s a moment between his character and Rooker’s Yondu that’s a good reversal of roles the two actors played in terms of an estranged friendship in Cliffhanger.

This isn’t the first time I’ve seen Elizabeth Debicki in a film- she appeared briefly in the 2015 Everest, but this time she makes more of an impression as Ayesha, a long time presence of the comics. The character is a high priestess and leader of her people, and the actress plays her as someone devoid of humour, pompous, and not to be trifled with. Pom Klementieff appears as Mantis, a character well established in the comics with ties to the Guardians, the Avengers, and others. She’s an empath, with connections to Ego, and her encounters with the Guardians brings out a new aspect to the character. Lacking social interaction throughout her life, she’s something of an oddball, curious about what she encounters, and the way she plays off of Drax, who’s an oddball himself, is particularly fun to watch. Karen Gillan returns from the original film as Nebula, where she was an antagonist. She’s a sister to Gamora, and the film touches on the darkness in their backgrounds. Gillan takes what was an unsympathetic character and makes her someone the audience can empathize with- we see the emotional cracks in her armour as the story goes along.

Kurt Russell turned out to be an inspired choice for Ego. In the comics, Peter Quill’s father is a ruthless bastard and ruler of an alien race called the Spartax. It was clear that the cinematic version would not be that character, but it was hinted in the first film (courtesy of Yondu) that Quill’s father had that same quality. Ego is welcoming and friendly at first, but he’s hiding a whole lot of secrets from everyone, and Russell plays the character in a way that’s close to the vest- we’re not really getting inside his head. He might seem friendly, but there’s more beneath the surface, which is fitting, considering he’s a planetary being.

Michael Rooker returns as Yondu, the hardass alien with a rather handy fighting style from the first film. He was less sympathetic last time out- after all, he came to Earth, kidnapped a child and took that child out into the stars for an unclear reason, and was generally hesitant to get involved and do the right thing at first. The reason he didn’t bring Quill to his father plays out here in this film, and Rooker retains the hardass aspect of the character while becoming the third element of a story of a son and the two father figures in his life. His character rises to the occasion as things go along, and the actor makes it the best performance of the film.

Bradley Cooper does voice duty as Rocket, the genetically engineered cranky alien mercenary who happens to look a lot like a raccoon. He complains, he wonders what his place is among the Guardians, and he takes care of Groot (whose same three words over and over again he understands perfectly well). Rocket’s a formidable character, largely CGI, but Cooper, whose work in live action I generally avoid, gives the voice of the character the right amount of grumpiness (and even poignancy) it requires.

And speaking of vocal roles, the same applies to Vin Diesel, who returns to voice Groot, the walking tree who’s more of a sapling this time out. All we ever hear him say is “I am Groot”, even though in each instance, the meaning of the words are vastly different. The CGI of the sapling Groot (or Baby Groot if you will) renders the character as oddly cute, where the full sized version of the first film was formidable. For Diesel, the challenge would have been in the nuances of a line recorded in post production- what context are those three words used in at any given moment- and in giving Groot a vocal sound that’s quite different from what the actor actually sounds like.

Dave Bautista returns as Drax, and again, proves to be hilarious to watch as he goes along. The character is a warrior sworn to revenge against Thanos (who will eventually turn up big time in the cinematic universe). He’s a formidable looking wall of alien muscle, the sort you wouldn’t want to pick a fight with, which works well for the actor, who comes from that kind of background as a wrestler. Bautista adds into it a certain obliviousness, socially speaking, to personality interaction (Drax can make the whole room feel awkward), and a hint of innocence and heartbreak- there’s a moment when he’s speaking of his late wife that plays to that. He’s also become more invested in the idea of the Guardians as a family.

Zoe Saldana returns as Gamora, the fierce warrior without much of a sense of humour, drawn out of a dark background. She’s resourceful and cunning in a fight, but keeps her guard up, particularly with Nebula (until the walls come down for both of them), but also in a different way with Quill. The actress gives the character a sense of tough fortitude, and a yearning for redemption from her own past. As much of a force of nature as she is in combat, she’s also the voice of reason in this motley team of misfits at times, which is a refreshing touch, and she and Pratt give their characters just the right touch of chemistry.

Chris Pratt reprises the role of Peter Quill, the human who’s spent most of his life out in the stars, abducted in the wake of his mother’s death from cancer, not knowing who his father was, and growing up among inter stellar mercenaries. It’s made him something of a swashbuckler, a dashing charmer who’s trying to be more responsible now. Finding his father- with the mixture of emotions that has to bring- doesn’t quite lead to what he might have expected, which Pratt plays off of. Learning that his half-Celestial side gives him access to great power might seem ideal at first, but ultimately the character’s humanity serves to be his anchor.

Guardians Of The Galaxy Volume 2 serves up more of the irreverent, adventurous tone of the first film, while addressing the idea of what family really means. While its protagonists might bicker endlessly, we can see the informal family they have become, and the story, cosmic in scope but quite personal too, plays to that. It opens new horizons in the Marvel cinematic universe, presents a threat of a formidable scale, and proves to be a thrill ride that mixes together humour and poignancy- sometimes in the same conversation. 

Reflections Of A Grumpy Mister Darcy

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