Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children: Summer Reading

Hello Everyone,

When I first picked up Ransom Rigg’s young adult novel, I was nervous. It didn’t seem like the type of book that I generally enjoy reading, but I am so happy I did pick it up because it’s wonderful! The story is clever and the characters are heart-felt.

Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children tells the story of 16 year old Jacob Portman, an awkward kid that doesn’t have to many friends. When he was younger, he was entranced my his Grandfather’s tales of strange children with magical powers and abilities. He was fascinated, especially because his grandfather had pictures to support his mythical claims. However, when he got 0older, he recognized that the vintage pictures as fakes, and started laughing off the unbelievable tales of monsters and men with powers. Then, when he his Grandfather dies at the hand of an actual monster, Jacob breaks down mentally, unable to handle the two realities. On a spur of the moment trip to Wales, Jacob then discovers even more about the stories his Grandfather told him . . . Stories including an academy run by the strange Miss. Peregrine and her wards.


A cool thing about Miss. Peregrine is that the book comes with the pictures. During Jacob’s childhood, his Grandfather would show him various vintage images of all the peculiar children he described. When we (the reader) actually gets to meet these characters, they accompany the written words. The pictures really help paint a picture of the characters. There also aren’t too many pictures, which is also very nice.

The characters in Miss. Peregrine are extremely endearing. Jacob is strong lead, and isn’t stereotypical. I really loved reading about his mental and emotional state during the story; I appreciate the fact that it is realistic. I mean, who finds out monsters and children with superpowers, and doesn’t have a hard time handling it? Other characters like Miss. Peregrine and Emma are fun and fascinating. Although he doesn’t appear in the story physically a whole lot, Jacob’s Grandfather also proves extremely fascinating.


Miss. Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children is actually a little sad if you think about it. The Peculiar Children, gifted with extraordinary abilities, are persecuted for being different.

Sounds familiar?

Over the course of history, we’ve seen the most horrendous massacres of spells of hatred to certain people groups. Whether it’s the Jews in Nazi-era Germany or African-Americans during the Civil Rights Movement of the 50s, there have always been people who are mistreated, absued simply because of the way that they are.

Through a exciting, spin-tingling tale of an teenager boy helping a group of peculiar children stay safe from the outside world, we see how discrimination effects people. The Peculiar children chose to be safe from the people who shun them and the monsters who hunt them, just like the Jewish people had to flee Germany in order to escape their oppressors.

Should you read Miss. Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children? If you enjoy a slightly-spooky, fast-paced fantasy/adventure. I enjoyed it, and I’m not a fantasy fan. I think it has a little something for everyone, which has caused millions of people to enjoy it. I hope you pick it up and enjoy it too.

Much Love,




Doctor Thorne: Summer Reading

Hello Everyone!

Thank you for reading my first Summer Reading review! I appreciate the support you all have been giving me.

Today, I am going to be review a book a lot of you haven’t probably heard of. When I got a copy of it for my birthday, I read it immediately and then promptly read it a second time.

What’s it called, you might ask?

Doctor Thorne by Anthoney Trollope.


Doctor Thorne tells the story of a country doctor and his niece. Several years before the story takes place, Henry Thorne, the title character’s younger brother, seduces and impregnates a woman by the name of Mary Scatcherd. Her brother, Richard, gets angry and kills Henry, and then gets sent to jail for teen years. When Mary gives birth to a daughter, Doctor Thorne adopts her and names her Mary, after her mother.

Fast Forward Twenty Years . . .

Mary Thorne is a beautiful young lady, and is dear friends with the Gresham family, who owns the local estate. Their son Fred falls head over heels with her, but since their family estate is in need of money, his parents insist he must marry rich.

Doctor Thorne, Mary’s guardian and uncle, must protect her secret illegitimacy. However, when Richard Scatcherd (Mary’s other uncle), who has become a rich baronet becomes ill, Doctor Thorne must consider revealing his nieces identity.

Anthoney Trollope                   

My first thought on Doctor Thorne was that it reminded me of Pride and Prejudice or Emma. It’s romantic and a witty critique on the social behavior of the eighteen-hundreds. It’s clever, funny, and had a perfectly happy ending. The characters are funny, entertaining, and really help progress the story.


What fascinated me about Doctor Thorne was that underneath the Jane Austen-like appearance, it holds a very interesting message. Throughout the story, characters struggle with whether they should value convention over change. In the Victorian era, being an illegitimate or lacking in wealth was practically a death sentence, and there was rarely any chance of climbing up the social ladder. However, things are different in the modern era. People from different social backgrounds, races, or parentages have equal chances.

Look at Kate, the Duchess of Cambridge. She was a normal girl who married the future King of England! That never would have happened back in the day, and that’s because people minds hadn’t been opened up considerably.


The Victorian era was when people were starting to change their viewpoints and Doctor Thorne reflects that immensely. It asks if parentage and wealth are as important as people think them to be.

Would I recommend Doctor Thorne?

Heck, yes!

If you love a fun, romantic period drama, Doctor Thorne is for you!



Me Before You: Summer Reading

Hey Everyone,

To kick off this “Summer Reading” series, I want to review a book I read over the last week. It’s sweet, heart-felt, and beckons a whole lot of tears. I’m talking about Me Before You by JoJo Moyes.


Me Before You tells the story of Lou Clarke, a cheeky, cheerful and slightly unmotivated twenty-something girl. When she loses the job she’s held for several years. she must get a new one because her family needs the money. After searching for a while, she finds a job working for a man who lost most body movement in a vehicle accident. Will Traynor use to be young, handsome, vivacious, and adventurous, but now he’s confined to a wheelchair permanently. Yes, Will Traynor is a quadriplegic. When Lou goes to work for him, she struggles at first, but when they become closer and closer, something about their relationship changes. However, Will has a plan in mind, and Lou must do whatever it takes to change his mind.

I liked Me Before You a lot. It’s clever and unique, but also has a couple of those classic romantic stereotypes that everyone loves. Lou and Will are both endearing characters, and their romance is something you can definitely root for.

The book itself is gracefully written, and never hits a particularly boring moment. Sometimes, I think it might have sped by a little too fast, but that was only a couple times throughout the entire novel. It has some mild to medium language in it, and a few references to sex, which probably put it at a PG-13 rating.

Here’s my favorite quote from it:



Me Before You is filled with themes. One of the major ones is living your life to the fullest and pushing you limits. Another big one is unconditional love. Obviously, those themes are good lessons that need to be applied to the heart. However, the book has one that might be well . . . questionable.


Will Traynor has obviously suffered a lot. The poor guy can’t move his legs, torso, and arms. He’s stuck in a wheel-chair and lives in an unmeasurable amount of pain and discomfort.

It asks a question: Is life worth living if you’re in pain? Or, to put it more simply, is life worth living because you’re disabled? As you can probably guess, this might have caused a little bit of an out roar, especially in the disabled community. You see, Will thinks he’s worthless and useless now that he’s confined to a wheel chair for the rest of his days, and I can understand that. However, one reading the book would expect that Will would start off thinking that and would change his mind when he realized he had so much to live for, especially since he had Lou’s love. How wonderfully romantic! Right?


Still, the book ends with that uncomfortable theme of “I’m disabled so therefore, my life isn’t worth living.”

According to actor Zach Weinstein, who is a quadriplegic himself, this story says “it’s better for this person to die in order to be of service to her than for him to live.” Grant Albrecht said that in a way, this story promotes “cowardice.” A lot of people believe that the story promotes Euthanasia.

Me Before You is a great book. It’s romantic, simple, and very sad at some parts. I would rate is a 7/10 because the contradicting themes of “living your life to the fullest” and “I’m disables, so therefore, my life isn’t worth living.”

One thing for sure is that it leaves people thinking (really thinking) about the fragility of life, and how precious the time spent living is. As for should you go read this book? Yeah, maybe. It really depends on what kind of books you like and if you feel like you can deal with a somewhat strange theme.

Thank for reading!

Much Love,


Here is the link for the article in which I got all the quotes from:



Here is the trailer for the movie:


Summer Reading

Hey Everyone!


Okay, who is excited that school is finally done? *raises hand quickly*

For the summer, I created a reading list. I decided to pick a variety of books out (multiple genres) to read, and then I got the idea . . . Why not talk about them here?


Yeah, Creative Writing class is done, and I certainly want to keep publishing stuff on the good old blog!

So, without further ado, I present “Summer Reading” by Isabelle Sprinkle!

One other thing, I’ve stared another story! Now that Little Miss. Sunshine is done, I am embarking on another adventure, and am writing character sketches and making outlines! Fun, fun!

Anyhow, I hope you enjoy!

Much Love,


Sandbox 10 ~ Round Robin

The teacher glanced at the clock. It was almost time to go, so she made her final comments to the group. “Good luck with your homework!” (GAINES)

A student raised her hand. “Um, before we go, can I share something? I went time-traveling the other day and brought back something interesting.” (MARINOV)

The whole class turned to look at her as she reached into her bag. The teacher gasped when the student placed the item on her desk. (GODWIN)

It resembled an ostrich egg, but it was much much larger. Terror filled the classroom as everyone held their breath. Could it possibly be…? (HOLLAND)

“Is that a dinosaur egg?” one girl asked, raising her hand tentatively. The student smiled slyly, and nodded. A collective gasp filled the room. “And it’s about to hatch.” The student added. (SPRINKLE)

“And how do you know that?” the boy to her right asked as he reached over to tap the egg. “I don’t see any cracks in it.” (SMITH)

As soon as the boy’s finger came in contact with the egg, a small crack appeared on its side. The class gasped when another one showed up, and then they began to move away from it when more cracks began to decorate the surface of the beige colored shell. (GODWIN)

“What have you done?” the teacher asked, terror filling her stomach. “Who knows what could happen! And how did you even–” (MARINOV)

The teacher was cut off with a loud BRRRIINNNGG!!!, the bell that signified the end of third period. At the sound of the ear-piercingly loud bell, the entire class jumped and looked at the clock, which had just ticked to 11:00 exactly. Distractions aside, they turned back to the desk – only to find it completely empty. (BECCUE)

A mad scramble began. Students overturned desks and chairs as they attempted to find the disappearing egg. In all the chaos, the exasperated teacher moved to once again take control of her classroom. (WALTER)

“We’re going to die!” screamed a girl. She frantically grabbed her backpack and fled the chaotic scene. “Everyone, stand still so we can find the creature!” the teacher yelled as she waved her hands in the air. (SPRINKLE)

“Do you think it’s a veliopractor? Or a brontosaurus?” the freckled kid with the nerdy glasses enthusiastically asked as he peered behind the bookcase. (MARINOV)

The whole class gathered around him, for he had found the creature. Ms. M– just stood shocked at the front of her classroom. I am so fired, she thought, unsure of what action to take. (WALTER)

A girl shrieked and began backing away from the creature. She stumbled over a backpack, falling onto her rear. As the girl scrambled to get away, Ms. M– could see the fanged hatchling emerge from behind the bookcase with a snarl – or was it a cry? (RJONES)

When Ms. M– heard the cry, her fear disappeared and was replaced with curiosity and a bit of sadness. This dinosaur didn’t look dangerous. It looked scared. (COWLEY)

She approached the small animal with slow, careful steps, trying not to upset it even more. The rhythmic beat of her heart began to pound faster with every step she took as she neared the creature on the ground. (GODWIN)

The students automatically cleared out of her path as she approached. When she finally reached it, she carefully crouched down to get a closer view. Then she spotted a big, bloody gash running down its side. (LITTLEJOHN)

Had it cut itself on the egg shell, Ms. M– wondered. If so, maybe she should cover the wound with antibiotic, or maybe she should just ask the student who brought it how to get it back to the past, or maybe call the government and tell them that her class had a real dinosaur. It was a beautiful creature, one she never dreamed she would ever see, she thought as she wondered what to do. (MARINOV)

“We need to get this animal back to its own time,” Ms. M– stated, facing her class. She looked directly at the student who brought the egg to school. “Is that possible?” she asked. (GODWIN)

All eyes turned to the girl who had brought the egg, but she just shrugged helplessly. “Sorry, guys,” she sighed apologetically. “I hitched a ride with someone else – I can’t go back unless someone else has access to a time machine.” (BECCUE)

“You will have to find a way, Sara, or sadly, this little creature will die,” said Ms. M–. While Sara pondered this, the anxious teacher scrambled through the old, wooden cabinets for a first-aid kit. (HOLLAND)

While the attention of the room was focused on the fascinating creature, no one had remembered the time. Mr. Waran, the elderly janitor, entered, whistling a tune and dragging his cleaning supplies behind him. (WALTER)

He looked up and his eyes widened slightly when he saw the baby dinosaur, but he recovered from his surprise. “Eh, what have we here?” he asked. “You know, I can help ye get that back where it belongs — we shoulda do that as soon as poss’ble.” (MARINOV)

The class turned away from the baby dinosaur and stared in bewilderment at the man. Mr. Waran? The socially awkward janitor who does nothing but clean all day? Mrs. M turned to him and asked, “You can help us?” (DJones)

“‘Course I can,” Mr. Waran said confidently. He adjusted his glasses and then continued. “But only if yer willing to miss yer next class.” (GODWIN)

Eagerly all the students cheered at the proposal of missing school. Mrs. M– nodded to Mr. Warren and looked skeptically at her twenty students. How was she going to take them all back in time and make sure everyone returned? (SMITH)

“Alright. Pack your backpacks with things you might need, like your lunches and tissues from this tissue box. It’s always a good idea to be prepared,” she said practically. (RJONES)

While the class packed the things they might need for the trip, Mrs. M– started to slowly approach the dinosaur. She locked her eyes with the dinosaur’s and crept her way closer, not wanting to scare the animal. Once she was near enough to touch it, she lightly put her hand on its sides, then, when it did not back away, she pulled it into her arms, being careful not to hurt the dinosaur’s wound. (COWLEY)

It’s big, green, terror filled, eyes stared up at Mrs. M. as she awkwardly tried to rock the little dinosaur. She whispered soothing words attempting to stop it’s cries as if it was a small baby. “Um, Mrs. M!” Mr. Warren interjected, “That maybe isn’t such a good idea–if the lil’ guy imprints on ya it might not go back to it’s real momma once we bring him home, then, you’ll be stuck raising a dino.” (DEMEESTER)

“Well, how else are we going to carry it?” Ms. M. asked, bewildered. Although she had to admit, she certainly didn’t want to raise a dinosaur. “What do you suggest we do?” (MARINOV)

“Perhaps if we put him in my backpack,” Sara hesitantly suggested. “If we don’t zip it up all the way he will still be able to breath.” So Mrs. M– thought a moment and then wrapped the baby dino up in her sweater and handed him to Sara. (SMITH)

By this time the class had pretty much finished packing their essentials, and stood apprehensively, waiting for Mr. Warren to tell them what to do. “Now, this ‘ere is goin’ ta be a wee bit complicated,” he said, pulling a strange gadget from his pocket. It was way too big to have been in his pocket, Ms. M– thought with a start. (MARINOV)

“Yer all gonna hav’ to link up,” he continued, “and when I pull this here trigger, well, an abyss will open up. When it does, ya see, yer gonna hav’ to jump in it.” Mr. Warren wiped the sweat off his brow and pulled a hammered metal crown contraption out of his basket of cleaners. “Sara, yer gonna hav’ to wear this cuz, well you’re the only one who knows the exact place. So think real hard about it,” and he placed the ring around her head; after making sure everyone was holding hands he pulled the lever. (SMITH)

“AND CUT!” the director yelled through the megaphone. “Good job guys. Let’s move to Set 2 for the next scene.” (GODWIN)

“And we’re doing close-ups tomorrow, right?” the actress who played the teacher asked the assistant director. He nodded. She took deep breaths and fanned herself — she had really been into character in that scene. (MARINOV)

The kids all ran off the stage and straight toward refreshments. The dinosaur prop was grabbed by an intern, only to be snatched away by the older gentleman playing Mr. Warren. “That wasn’t a good take! Didn’t you see that chubby boy picking his nose! I want a retake!” he hollered at the bewildered intern.  (SMITH)

“Um, I, um,” the intern stammered, unsure of what to do.

“Hey, what’s going on here?” the director approached, trying to stay calm. “The kid was just being himself, like he was instructed to.” (MARINOV)

The old man turned on his heels, threw the prop down, and mumbled under his breath about the inadequacies of the next generation. Shaking his head, the director moved toward his screen to watch the take once more. While, the intern shakily grabbed the dinosaur and hustled to his corner. (SMITH)

The actress had watched the exchange from the side, and shook her head. The older actors could either be great people to work with, or people always complaining about how everything new was terrible. She approached the screen on which the director was rewatching the take, and frowned, noticing something. (MARINOV)

The lighting was slightly off, the stuffed dinosaur looked funny, and the little boy really was picking his nose; she knew they could fix all that. What ate at her and turned her insides from calmness to calamity was the fact that a rat was running around in the background. She covered her mouth horrified at the thought of being within three feet of one. (SMITH)

“We definitely need to do another take,” she said hoarsely, and glanced at the director..

“What in the heckfire was wrong with the lighting?” he demanded of a crew member standing nearby. “It was perfect when we began the shot.” (MARINOV)

Looking over towards the camera man, he noticed the camera’s position had changed; most likely elbowed in an attempt to grab another donut. Taking a deep breath, he allowed the oxygen to fully cool of the steam bubbling inside him. (SMITH)

“Um, sir,” the assistant director approached him, concerned expression on his face; he knew what the director was thinking. “I think it might be more than just an accident — do you think the production is being sabotaged? We’ve had all sorts of other problems in the studio all week.” (MARINOV)

“That’s exactly what I was afraid of,” the director’s words spit through his gritted teeth as his face reddened. “We need to figure out who exactly is behind all of it. It can’t be the whole crew. Mike and I have worked together for over a decade,” he continued and pointed toward the husky camera man.

A commotion stole his attention and he looked just in time to see someone throw a glass bottle, “What in tarnation! Keep them kids out of my trailer!” the grump playing the janitor hollered. (SMITH)

“But why would anyone want to sabotage this film?” the actress asked no one in particular. She shook her head at the commotion. There could have been a better job she could apply for, but she hadn’t her big break yet. She sighed, wondering what she should do as the director attempted to restore order. (MARINOV)

The intern moved from his corner and tiptoed toward the commotion. He wanted a better view of the event, he thought perhaps he could sell the story to US Weekly and make some extra cash; after all he barely made minimum wage since he was not an actor and not respected by the public as anyone of importance. (SMITH)

The director was arguing with the actor. Half of the kids were covered in sticky cookie crumbs, and the other half were covered in sticky cookie crumbs and running around, getting in everyone’s way. The camera man was yelling for the two women who managed the child extras to come and take control — whoever wanted to ruin this movie production had chosen the right day. (MARINOV)

The sound of hollow metal hitting the ground reverberated through the set; everyone bent down

and covered their ears, for the sound was worse than when the mics were staticy. The assistant director jumped up and ran toward the noise, fearing that the sound was actually their most expensive prop being dropped from the rafters.

That is when the lead actress noticed that the caterer, who had been on her heels, was now nowhere to be seen; No, not Claire. She would never betray a client like that, she inwardly panicked. (SMITH)

“Miss, are you alright?” the boy who played the nerdy student came up to her with concern on his face.

She looked down at him. “You need to help me — we have to find someone as soon as possible.” (MARINOV)

She informed him that she needed to speak with Claire and he agreed to help look for her. They divided the set up, the boy went and checked the half behind them where the older man was throwing a childlike tantrum, and she walked toward where the devastating sound was heard.

All over the ground was shattered metal and a quarter of a giant metal bowl, that was supposed to be their crater set; the set originally had four very strong cables tied to it and then stabilized in the walls, but now it only had one, someone had cut the other three. (SMITH)

The actress hurried her walk and began looking around the set even harder than she had before. She had to get to Claire before anything else happened. (COWLEY)

If Claire had left the studio, the security guards would have seen her on the way out of the gate, right? The actress hurried to exit the building, hoping that she was right. (MARINOV)

Once at the security gate, she questioned the guards. They informed her that Mrs. Claire Thompson had left and had even given them her car ticket back. The actress was puzzled, why was the last name Thompson so familiar, she wondered; then it struck her, Claire was the director’s ex-wife, she remembered how the two of them wouldn’t talk and how Claire would turn her back toward the director when he went towards her. (SMITH)

And now she was working for someone, sabotaging her previous husband’s movie. She had to be working for someone, she wouldn’t try it on her own. But for who?

The boy ran up to the actress. “I couldn’t find her anywhere,” he panted. (MARINOV)

“It’s okay, I found her,” the actress smiled at the child, sun kissed with freckles. Together they made their way back to the studio; thankfully the classroom set had been calmed down and everyone was back to working like ants.

The actress made her way to the director and spoke hesitantly at first but picked up courage, and anger as she went, “Um, Mr. Thompson, Claire was your ex-wife, right? Why would she be so mad as to go and destroy an entire set! Or too put glue in our shampoo? I read in the tabloids that it was her who left you! Why would she do this?” (SMITH)

He frowned. “That’s none of your business; you’re here to act, so stick to that. Go get your makeup touched up, we’re redoing this take.” (MARINOV)

The actress huffed and spun around only to collide with the intern and his video camera. Feeling even more upset at knowing she was about to go viral online, she stomped to her trailer. Once inside she found a note that read: To Ms. Arbour, we are currently in the works of starting a similar film to the one you’re in. Only difference is, ours will go farther and make more money. If you have an interest in switching to our production and maintaining your role as the female lead please just inform Mrs. Claire. She can direct you to us. ~ Universal Studios (SMITH)

Would Universal Studios bother with sabotaging an insignificant production? And how could she inform Claire when she didn’t know where Claire was? Miss Arbour hovered her hand toward her phone, wondering if she should talk to her agent about this. (MARINOV)

Captain America: Civil War Review

Hello guys,

There’s a heck of a lot I can say about Marvel’s latest installment. Perhaps the best thing to say is simply “wow.”

Yes, Marvel outdid themselves again and in a similar fashion to Captain America: The Winter Soldier.

However, Captain America: Civil War really struck me as different. The typical Marvel film is a fun, action-packed adventure with a lot of humor, but nothing that particularly challenges the viewer. Civil War is different that way because it discusses something that is very relevant to this day: what do we value more? Our freedom? Or our security?


This review is going to be mostly spoiler free. If you consider a brief synopsis of what happens a spoiler, do not continue.

The Avengers have saved the Earth multiple times from several different catastrophes. However, when one mission goes array, people start getting angry. People also start expressing their anger over previous escapades, particularly what happened at Sokovia (Avengers: Age of Ultron.) The United Nations creates the Sokovia Accords, a law agreed upon by over a hundred different countries. According to the Accords, the Avengers must start working for the United Nations, who will deem when they are allowed to intervene in situations. When the Avengers discuss whether they sign the Accords, they are divided. Tony Stark aka Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr.) believes the Avengers should sign the Accords because their unauthorized actions can endanger civilians. Steve Rodgers aka Captain America (Chris Evans) believes that Tony’s perspective is not the correct one. “I know we’re not perfect, but the safest hands are still our own,” he tells Tony. They seem to be able to peaceably agree to disagree until Bucky Barnes, the former Winter Soldier (Sebastian Stan) comes into the picture.


Captain America: Civil War isn’t all serious. It’s filled with action-packed scenes that make the twelve year old boy inside of everyone go “ohhh yeah!” This movie was filled with some of the best battles Marvel has ever done, particularly the one that takes place at the air port. I also loved Black Widow’s  (Scarlett Johansson) fight scenes; they were some of the best ones she’s ever had. Gosh, that woman kicks butt!

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In this movie, we are also introduced to some new comers. The Black Panther/ King T’Challa (Chadwick Boseman) was incredible. He was regal, elegant, and powerful. He had this aura that radiated off him, one that makes you go “woah.” I was particularly excited to see Spiderman. After battling out with Sony, Disney (or Paramount . . . I’m not sure) got the rights to feature the famous hero in their film. Not only did Spidey kick a lot of butt, he charmed  me with his awkward and adorable sense of humor. Tom Holland portrayed him perfectly as a young, anxious teenager that is eager to please all the experienced Avengers. Oh my word, that kid was adorable! He wad definitely one of the best parts of the flick.


It was also good to see the Scarlet Witch/ Wanda Maximoff (Elizabeth Olsen), The Vision (Paul Bettany), Falcon/Sam Wilson (Anthoney Mackie), Antman/Scott Lang (Paul Rudd) and the rest of the gang back in the game. (Sorry Hawkeye fans. I really couldn’t care less about him.)

As the title suggests, the movie follows a civil war among the Avengers. The movie did a good job not making one side the particular “bad guy.” It leaves it up to the viewer to decide. Personally, I perceived Captain America to be the antagonist, but some of my friends saw it differently.captain_america__civil_war___international_banner_by_ratohnhaketon645-d9yyuug


At close to two and a half hours, Captain America: Civil War is a thoughtful, yet fun movie. Although it certainly is not perfect (aka weird Peggy/Steve/ Sharon love triangle), it is definitely something you should see. Not only does it advance the Marvel universe into an exciting, unknown direction, it also gives the viewer a startling jolt . . . What is more important? Showing off liberties that can hurt others? Or giving up a few things for the greater good? What if the people protecting us have an unkown, harmful agenda? Personally, I’d much rather have the Avengers follow a couple of rules, which makes me Team Iron Man. But what do you guys think? Are you Team Iron Man? Or Team Captain America? Please tell me below in the comments!

I would like to close off with one of the most relatable lines in Marvel history . . .

“I–I can’t go! I’ve got homework!”

Me too, Spidey. Me too.