
Under the direction of heretofore indie filmmakers Anna Boden and Ryan Fleck ( Sugar, It’s Kind of a Funny Story, Mississippi Grind), nothing is prepared or built up to, with scenes just slapped on the screen with no less or more weight given to one over another it’s the cinematic equivalent of elementary brick-and-mortar construction. Revealing as this may or may not be of her addiction to speed and risk, her place in the grand scheme of things remains vague just as she shuttles between the cosmic and Earthbound, the film itself bounces about without any sense of logic or progression, to the point of appearing nearly chaotic. Perhaps we’re meant to excuse this because Danvers herself is uncertain about her past, although we do see, via a flashback, that as a girl she was very keen on go-cart racing. If this much is clear, one should be grateful for small favors, as matters presently become more than murky.

As things kick off somewhere in the universe, the leathered-up young woman ( Brie Larson) is being tutored by her mentor, the melodiously named Yon-Rogg (Jude Law), top dog of the intergalactic military force of the Kree, the good-guy archrivals of the Skrulls. Danvers’ day job is with the Air Force, but much more to the point here is her gig as the eponymous warrior on behalf of Starforce, an intergalactic fighting squad committed to battling the fiendish, shape-shifting Skrulls, those of the avocado-green faces and devilish pointy ears.
