By Michael S. Goldberger, film critic
Musing the inevitable inquiry–“What’s better, ‘Iron Man’ or ‘The Incredible Hulk?’”–a comic book of the mind transports me back to a couple of ten-year-olds who could give that weighty question its deserved contemplation. Gamboling along the idyllic itinerary that was the way home from Saturday’s matinee, such stuff was mulled. It could prompt bold decisions: “Next time, when the giant ants (‘Them’–1954) come on, we’re looking!”
