The Guardians of the Galaxy were a middling comic hero team devised in the late 60s. One that never really reached any amount of wide acclaim. To this day, the first Guardians of the Galaxy movie is one of the closest things to a perfect execution in establishing a relationship with unknown characters. After the first movie the names Starlord, Gamora, Rocket, Groot, Drax, and Nebula became household names.  Now, nearly ten years later, Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 seeks to remind us why we cared, show us we were right to care, and make us root for our beloved misfits one last time. Ya’ll…it fucking rules.

It’s understandable to look at that laundry list of MCU goings-on and raise your shoulders, cock your head, and ask…what the hell is going on? The answer to that specific question is, well, nonspecific: a lot. A lot is going on. How do you take this roiling molecular spaghetti of a universe and push it forward in almost every direction at once? I will answer that question…with a question of my own. Did you know ants can carry 10-50 times their body weight?