
Rolling Stone, at the time not predisposed to be favorable to exactly the kind of music Punk was a rebellion against, famously reviewed Queen’s seventh album, Jazz as “Fascist.”
That’s what happens when a band, and yes I think Queen was guilty of this, is so drunk with power that they indulge their every whim, brutally inflicting their excess on their audience.
Movies can be guilty of this too. Don’t get me wrong, I really loved Iron Man. I’ll see it again. But as I was searching for a way to describe the “ok, come on…” feeling I had during some moments (only a few!) the Queen analogy was the one that popped into my head. There are a few moments, particularly when explaining to the audience who Tony Stark is, that I laughed out loud because the people making this movie know they have their audience in the palm of their hand, and can abuse us with stuff like pictures of a young Tony Stark hanging out with a teenage Bill Gates. I laughed because it was funny, because it was so over the top, and because Jon Favreau had the balls to do it. Having read this, you’ve read the worst thing I can think of to say about this movie. It occasionally abuses the fact that we’re coming along for the ride no matter what, but it does so in an amusing manner. Hey, I love Queen too, they’re one of my favorite bands!
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My friend Jim is 50 now, and was 19 in 1975. He played with 
