From the first Avengers onward, each single movie has been obliged to carry a narrative and expository burden that can threaten to eclipse the film's discrete purpose. This has always been the issue with Marvel films: they pack a punch, but occasionally it’s too much. (On the other other hand: if you understand none of the proper nouns in that last sentence, Infinity War may not be the movie for you.) If you can’t remember why Bucky Barnes is in Wakanda-or, frankly, why a guy who looks like a rock bassist is hiding out in a secluded African nation-his reunion with Steve Rogers may not be as sweet, but you’ll still be able to follow the action. On the other hand, those who missed a couple movies, or just frankly can’t remember the finer points of Thor: The Dark World, might feel a bit lost. On one hand, fans will appreciate the resolution of plot points they’ve been following since 2008’s Iron Man or 2011’s Captain America: The First Avenger. This inherent complexity, this need to unite multiple threads and multiple people, is Infinity War’s greatest gift and biggest curse. Warner Bros./DC is trying to replicate the Marvel model with the Justice League, but is so far behind the avenging pack-and offers such disparity between its films-it may never fully catch up, no matter how devout Zack Snyder stans are. (And sometimes it shows.) Cinemas have been welcoming James Bond films for more than 50 years, but despite the presence of some ongoing baddies like SPECTRE, 007 himself gets rebooted and replaced every few years. There’s an entire galaxy far, far away now, but it didn’t come from a pre-existing canon it wasn’t born in decades of pulp like the Avengers were. People kept lining up to see Skywalker movies, so Lucasfilm kept making them, first as prequels and now as ongoing sagas and one-offs.
Star Wars has been going on for more than four decades, but that longevity wasn't pre-ordained.
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