The long-anticipated Ant-Man is MARVEL-ous. I loved it.
It begins with the Michael Douglas (Hank Pym) of my (and his) youth appearing in a flashback scene setting the premise of the film. Douglas was apparently really excited about how good he appeared after the CGI makeover, and I can see why. He looked fantastic. He looks very nice in the rest of the film, too, but I was particularly impressed with how realistic his younger version appeared.
Speaking of looking fantastic, Paul Rudd and Evangeline Lily are also stars of this dynamite film, and you can't get much easier on the eyes than the two of them. Rudd has all of his adorable nerd guns blazing, and Lily pulls off the role of "pretty mean lady" brilliantly. They interact quite flawlessly, balancing each of their roles against the other.
Evangeline Lily is striking and intense as Hank Pym's daughter. She harnesses her trademark ferocity into the role of Hope Pym, creating a character who is intelligent, beautiful, and physically capable. She certainly is not someone any common douche-bag would want to hit on in a dark alley. She's adept at breaking faces, and she is always on the lookout for an opportunity to do so.
Paul Rudd is Scott Lang a.k.a. Ant-Man himself, an engineering genius with a penchant for parkour. Also an ex-con, Scott is constantly trying to find the balance between doing what is right, and doing what is legal. He reminds us of the mercurial nature of morals, and looks really, really good while doing it.
I was anxious to see how Rudd would adapt a superhero character; I wasn't exactly confident he'd be able to pull it off. I don't know what exactly I was thinking, though, because he was an amazing choice for this role. His charm and comedic timing give Ant-Man a depth and sophistication I was not prepared for. I would even go so far as to say he possesses a certain je ne sais quoi that rivals Robert Downy Jr.'s Tony Stark - you know, Iron Man?
As villain Darren Cross a.k.a. Yellowjacket, Corey Stoll goes above and beyond in his task of coming across as a narcissistic jerk. He even has a little vein in the side of his head that bulges out when he gets angry. His duplicitous nature is betrayed by his habit of deliberately and gently touching the people to whom he means harm. He would probably be a really bad poker player, come to think of it.
In addition to being visually entertaining, Ant-Man is a wealth of knowledge about, well, ants. Everything I did not want to know about ants is woven into the tightly written and easy-to-follow storyline. The movie may have actually undone some of the harm inflicted on ants' reputations by gruesome death-by-ants scenes and horrific Google Image search results.
Ant-Man is a delightful combination of Alice in Wonderland and Honey, I Shrunk the Kids, but sexy (because Paul Rudd and Evangeline Lily, duh). I gave it 10 out of 10 stars for all-around awesomeness.