starring Paul Rudd, Evangeline Lilly, Corey Stoll, Michael Douglas
screenplay by Edgar Wright & Joe Cornish and Adam McKay & Paul Rudd
directed by Peyton Reed
by Walter Chaw You've got to feel for director Peyton Reed, the Tobe Hooper to Edgar Wright's Steven Spielberg in a film, Ant-Man, that will forever be discussed in terms of lingering evidence of Wright's contribution following his very public divorce from the production. Reed's like the guy dating the supermodel: everyone's looking around him to see the main attraction. Indeed, multiple moments are clearly the product of Wright's sensibility--the flashbacks, in particular, where characters speak in the exact cadence and rhythm of narrator/sidekick Luis (Michael Pena). There are multiple moments, too, where it could be speculated that the movie would have played a lot looser had Wright been allowed to see his vision through to the end. But what's there is still a pretty good palate cleanser. It's silly and aware of that without being snarky about it, only once or twice lowering itself to broad slapstick that, here we go again, I don't believe Wright would have let pass without some kind of edged stinger. At the end of the day, frankly, any film that references The Incredible Shrinking Man so beautifully deserves its moment on the stage.