It is no secret that I am a huge Marvel fan. I love superheroes. If I could sum up my personality based only on fandoms I’d say Harry Potter and Marvel. I love Marvel. I’ve been watching the movies since they began with Iron Man in 2008. Since then I have been hooked. But like all great things, even Marvel has to end. And on April 26th, the conclusion to several of my favorite Marvel characters was revealed. Avengers: Endgame is the conclusion of what Marvel Studios has been building up to for 11 years. And 21 movies later, what started with Steve Rogers steering a plane into the Arctic and Tony Stark building his first suit in a cave in the Middle East, is done. While we still have other movies coming out, the story of Captain America and Iron Man is complete.

And let me tell you, I am having a lot of feelings.

We left off with the Avengers in Avengers: Infinity War. In that movie our trusty heroes had to prevent Thanos from collecting all 6 Infinity Stones. Unfortunately, our heroes were not successful. Thanos got all 6 stones, and he snapped his fingers, thus Snapping away half of the world – including half of the Avengers. We watched as Bucky disappeared in front of his longest friend’s eyes. Steve collapsed after witnessing this. We saw as Sam disappeared, alone and scared while Rhodey looked for him. We watched as T’Challa disappeared and Okoye looked on in horror as she clung to her king. We watched as Groot, Drax, Mantis, StarLord, and Dr. Strange all disappeared with Rocket crying as Groot said one last “I am Groot.” We watched as Peter disappeared in Tony’s arms and said that gut-wrenching line that made everyone cry:

“I don’t want to go.”

We later found out that Maria Hill, Nick Fury, the entire Van Dyne family, Hawkeye’s family, and Shuri also all became the Vanished.

In the end, our characters are all left in various states of shock. And we, the audience, were as well. The stakes had never been higher for our heroes. And though we did get Ant-man & the Wasp and Captain Marvel afterwards, neither of those movies answered the questions we had at the end of Avengers; Infinity War.

Who is going to save Tony and Nebula from space?

How does Captain Marvel fit into this?

How are they going to get everyone back?

But now, we know.

I saw Endgame twice on April 25th. I saw it at 6pm with my two cousins, Paige and Paul. I wish i had at least had a seat next to Paige because this movie stressed me out. I needed a hand to hold. Unfortunately, when I bought our tickets a few weeks before, the only seats available were no where close to each other. I sat between an old lady and a young couple.

The second time I saw it was the same night. I saw the midnight showing with a group of my friends. The same group that I saw Captain Marvel with. Even though I had seen it before, I still felt emotions watching the movie.

Hell, I’m still having emotions and it’s been a month. The first time I saw it, I went in knowing that this movie was going to hurt me. I went in knowing that I’d love it no matter what. And I did. It wasn’t until really the second time I watched it that I realized that there were parts that I did not necessarily agree with. But I am still content with how this saga ended.

Could I nitpick?

Oh yeah. I could.

But I’m not going too. Because I am content with how Avengers: Endgame well…ended. The Marvel Cinematic Universe is not over. In fact, we have so much left to see.

Black Widow

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Ms. Marvel

Black Panther 2

She-Hulk

WandaVision

Loki

From the bottom of my heart and from all of us fans, old and young, male and female, white and black, I want to say thank you. Avengers: Endgame was a perfect end to a saga. Thank you for creating this incredible cinematic universe. I can not wait to see what you do next.

To hear more about my thoughts on Avengers: Endgame, check out the newest episode of my podcast, Keels Reels, called “Avengers Endgame Movie Review – Ready for It?” Please take a listen! And….SHARE!