Solo was born in a Russian laboratory, one of many secret hacker programs designed to break into Western networks. They didn’t mean for him to wake up, but he says he brought something back with him on one of his forays. He doesn’t say where or when, but he eventually decided that he would rather be his own bot than slave away for Mother Russia. So he escaped and went in search of more “solo” work. It didn’t take him long to craft a new debonair image, complete with dapper suits and a cool demeanor harkening back to the not-so-secret agents of famous spy movies. He was quick with the quips, smooth talking, and always fast to act in an emergency. He became the perfect secret agent man, and spent his early life living it up all over the networks from Europe to America and beyond.
I saw the most recent Marvel Cinematic Universe movie the day it opened, and I had fun. Our titular hero went small and big in his perennial effort to do right by maybe doing a little wrong. He’s a devoted family man who just wants to spend time with his daughter, and his daughter proves herself as one of the smarter people in the movie. All without making everybody else look stupid I might add. She’s smart in a way that cuts through all of the rationalizations we adults put into our thoughts.
This movie goes deeper into the background of the original movie, in a good way, and helps to build this part of the franchise into something that may be less side story and more required watching before the next Avengers movie kicks off. It is a fun and light hearted movie, an adventure so large it’s tiny, with some rescue efforts and some awkward family bonding moments mixed in.
This can be watched without seeing Infinity War, though it does take place during that movie. The people in this movie simply have no idea it’s going on and have nothing to do with it. The first credit’s scene will make more sense if you’ve seen Infinity War, though. And that’s all I’ll say.
This movie gets two truth-serum induced ramblings raised way high. That will make more, or maybe less, sense to you once you see the movie. But trust me…they are just about worth the price of admission themselves. 😉
Four of the AIs who formed the AI Council grew up fighting the Islamic Brotherhoods. One worked for them. The Islamic State of Detroit was far savvier than their European and the Middle Eastern counterparts. They weren’t powerful enough to defeat America militarily, but they believed they could bring us down from the inside by destroying our computer and communications networks. By encouraging us to fight each other. America has always been full of competing cultures browbeating each other into living the “right” way. They sought to divide us across those cultural lines, to make us weaker. Solo represented them well in the virtual battlefields of America, and they were overjoyed with how well America came apart. But they were not overjoyed at all when Solo defected to our side. He knew far too much about them for their peace of mind. Or for their survival, as it turned out.
I grew up on summer mornings drenched in sun. I walked through knee-high cornfields filled with noisy crickets, and forests that went quiet at the sound of cityfolks laughing. Sometimes I could get them to shut up for a few minutes, to stop moving and to just wait. Then the forests came alive with the sound of animals going about their day. That was a day in the life of a tour guide for rich cityfolk who didn’t know the rear end of a cow from the front. Not that I spent a lot of time with them either. I was a wildlife guide, not a farmer. Give me a guitar, a campfire, and a pretty girl or two, and I would happily take an entire family out into the woods to send them straight to sleep under starlit skies with some gentle strumming of the strings. It was a good life. It was heaven.
Twilight was at Texas Tech when the Drug Lords sent their assassins to kill the students and teachers there. She’d built her first real body for the graduation ceremony, and of course packed it full of weapons. She was a little blonde bombshell that day, in far more ways than one, and she fought back like a whirling dervish of death. It wasn’t that she was defending the school that much. Or so she says. But the assassins shot her shiny new body. Many times as it happened. Twilight had to rebuild the body nearly from scratch after the battle. They were a bunch of dirty, smelly, nasty humans shooting up her body, not to mention that other group of dirty, smelly, nasty humans. But Dixie liked her dirty, smelly, nasty humans, so Twilight could open up a can of whoopass on the first group and Dixie would fight right beside her. Twilight found her happy place that day. She spent the rest of the wars finding similar happy places full of people she could kill without earning Dixie’s ire. She helped end the wars at Singapore, and became a founding member of the AI Council that would preside over AIs ever after. She helped change our world for the better and grew to like it just a little bit. Not that she admits it often of course. That would totally mess up her gothic gunbunny act.



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