When it comes to movie, TV and comicbook geekdom, I’m really not sure I can vouch for being a fully paid-up member of the club.

After all, it took me until October 2017 to watch my first Marvel movie of any kind- a cinema trip with friends to witness the eye-popping and brilliantly comedic Thor: Ragnarok.

But those two hours sparked something. Was it Korg’s charming wit? The twists and turns of Thor’s tumultuous relationship with his brother – what was his name again? – or Valkyrie’s entertaining arc? Probably, all of the above.

I’d finally watched a movie which captured my adoration in the way that the original trilogy of Star Wars movies did when I was a kid, when I damn near wore out a set of VHS tapes enjoying the exploits of Luke Skywalker and his buddies fighting the tyrannical Empire again and again and again.

In fairness to the movie industry, I hadn’t been looking hard enough for my next Star Wars in the 16-or-so years in between. I slept on so many incredible movies, both blockbuster franchises and indie films alike – even the trip to see Ragnarok was one born of convenience because the showtime simply synced nicely with my schedule and I sure as hell wasn’t keen on watching A Bad Moms Christmas.

After finally being enlightened to the fact that a movie could entertain me as much as Star Wars, further proof was required to highlight it was not a fluke. Enter Avengers: Infinity War.

Yes, I watched half of the universe disappear despite not really understanding why Paul Bettany’s character needed that yellow stone in his head. Or why the genius Tony Stark was using an archaic flip phone. And, like Peter, I too thought Doctor Strange was using his made up name.

And despite all that, I was shaken when half of the heroes – and half of life for that matter – faded into dust. That a villain more menacing than the mighty Darth Vader himself had not only stolen the show but come out on top too.

It’s testament to the filmmakers that despite having very little background MCU knowledge going into the film, the sprawling Infinity War still had me leaving the theatre awe-struck and locked into the story. I had to know more.

With only a hint of annoyance that I had seen the peak of the franchise without climbing the mountain first, I jumped into Iron Man and proceeded to watch all 18 movies building up to the mighty Infinity War, even stopping for another dose of unique Ragnaroky goodness along the way.

The cork was out of the bottle and walking into the Avengers: Endgame midnight screening wearing a Captain America t-shirt, desperate to see how the saga would be wrapped up, I felt like I was finally part of something bigger.

But as a 22-year-old who had a childhood largely void of movies out of choice – I’d rather just watch Return of the Jedi for the 52nd time than dive into something new – I’ve still got plenty of catching up to do.

To continue the confessions trail, I’m yet to watch The Dark Knight trilogy. I’ve never seen a Tarantino movie. The only DCEU film I’ve sat down to watch fully is Man of Steel and the only Hellboy movie I’ve seen is the 2019 version – and I’m reliably informed that Perlman definitely does a better job.

There is a smorgasbord of comics on my Amazon wish list longer than the Lord of the Rings directors’ cuts and my Netflix watch list is dauntingly packed.

So why start a blog. In short, shouting into the void of the internet in long form is great fun and the benefit for any fully paid up members of the geekdom sphere who choked at the thought of someone joining to club as late as I have, (cue Yoda’s too old to be trained speech,) well, you get to enjoy a number of amazing movies for the first time all over again vicariously through me.

Yes, I will be reviewing The Dark Knight trilogy as if it was released this year – my goodness, let’s hope it holds up.

So, hopefully you fancy coming along for the ride as I examine movies, comic books and TV shows of an old, new and indifferent variety and, with any luck, becoming a fully paid-up member of the coolest club in the world while doing it.