The New York Times actually paid for this stuff:
The movie industry has also adapted to survive, yet it persists in recycling maddeningly troglodytic representations of women that its embrace of superheroes has only perpetuated and maybe exacerbated. For all the technological innovations, the groovy new Bat cycles and codpieces, superhero movies just recycle variations on gender stereotypes that were in circulation back in the late 1930s, when Superman and Batman first hit. The world has moved on — there’s an African-American man in the Oval Office, a woman is the secretary of state — but the movie superhero remains stuck in a pre-feminist, pre-civil rights logic that dictates that a bunch of white dudes, as in “The Avengers,” will save the world for the grateful multiracial, multicultural multitudes. What a bunch of super-nonsense.
Um, first off…
The Hulk is green, so they’re not all white.
There. Busted your whole premise.
No charge.
Secondly, gimme a break already. It’s not all about your political agenda. Sometimes you just enjoy a good superhero movie, without thinking about how it reflects on society in general.
And by “sometimes,” I mean every time.


So was Samuel L. Jackson just some token servant in that movie?