Ragnarok, a Millennial Take.

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I was once asked, when these superheroes of Marvel and DC comics have been animated into movie action heroes, which one is my favorite? I was a comics page turner as a child, and definitely, absolutely, a boob tube blob, watching Pop-eye and Olive and Bluto (I thought it was Brutus), Mickey Mouse, Betty Boop, Casper, Hulk, Iron Man, etcetera. Yes, that was also the time of Gigantor, Detective Robot. Who was my favorite? I loved Hulk. But Thor was my favorite. Why? Because he was a god. He was the God of Thunder. Mighty Thor. With a club. And a dog. That was then. Thor has reemerged all muscle and heroic. Chris Hemsworth. He is one of the Avengers these past years, saving Earth and all the nine realms of Norse Mythology. This week is Ragnarok, literally meaning the final destruction of the world, or the final destiny of the gods. No. Thor carries no club. He swings a powerful hammer called Mjolinir, meaning lightning, that he can summon anytime he needs it. Unfortunately, Mjolinir was crushed, by no less than Thor's elder sister, Hela. Shocking, huh, for Thor and mischief brother Loki never knew her. Black antlers and evil disposition, Hela must be a nick name for Angela, Odin's long lost daughter of a cosmic warrior. Since she is the villain in the movie, she becomes Hela, someone reborn from hell. Twists and turns, and I wouldn't want to spoil any further, Thor is trapped. However, a hero never gives up. But I would leave you to watch the movie. It is entertainment packed with laughter. The millennials were tickled. As an oldie like me was, too. Am not much for the electronic punk music, but I was at the edge of my seat, eyes wide open, for every beat. Oh, Hulk smashed, too.