When I was re-watching this movie for perhaps the sixth time, I picked up on a tiny detail that I had missed the first few times. Just one line, one line that was muttered off to the side. One line that made my heart break.
As a child, Bruce’s father physically abused his mother, striking fear and anger in a young Bruce’s heart. He always hoped that maybe one day, if he had children, he would be nothing like his father. He would love his children unconditionally, and do everything a good father would.
But then he was caught in a blast of gamma radiation and was cursed to transform in times of stress and rage into a monster that was capable of so much destruction.
He lives in a constant state of panic, always wary that the monster inside him will erupt, and therefore he can’t form meaningful bonds with anyone. He realised that because of his curse, he’ll never be able to have children of his own.
#in which Bruce Banner finally finds somebody who isn’t afraid to kid around with him #because he has a sense of humour after all #’i’m sorry, that was mean’ anyone? #but everybody tiptoes around him because ‘oh shit, he’s a monster’ #but then he meets Tony #someone who’s not afraid to be around him #someone who might actually be a friend #and that means so much to him and permeates so deep that even when he’s the fucking Hulk he still wants to save Tony’s ass #because by not treating the Hulk like a monster, Tony stopped him from being one
#SCIENCE BRO FEELS
#because by not treating the Hulk like a monster, Tony stopped him from being one
I’m fucking slow-clapping over here for this.
- So you’re saying that the Hulk… the other guy… saved my life? That’s nice. That’s a nice sentiment. Saved it for… what?
- I guess we’ll find out.