Wanting the secret superhuman serum all to themselves, a spy sneaks into the lab and, before Steve can flex his mighty biceps just once, shoots several people and absconds with the formula. He looks ready to kick sand into the face of Adolph Hitler himself.īut those Nazis won’t leave well enough alone. It’s just Steve … only he’s about a foot taller and his shoulders are two feet wider. And when the painful procedure is done, out steps … Before long, the little guy finds himself strapped inside a coffin-like apparatus and infused with a weird assortment of drugs. Steve seems the perfect candidate-not because of who he is on the outside, but who he is on the inside. Abraham Erskine, who drafts the lad into a secret government program designed to create super-soldiers through the wonders of cutting-edge chemistry. Until, of course, he runs into mysterious and brilliant scientist Dr. “I have no right to do anything less.” But no military doctor will pass him. “There are men laying down their lives,” he says. Steve stands up to bullies wherever he sees them, and he obsessively tries to sign up for the war-even falsifying his records to get in. He makes Michael Cera look like one tough hombre.īut that doesn’t negate the guy’s courage. He’s got the curvature of a pool cue, the strength of a partially melted Jell-O salad. The dude looks like he’s the 90-pound weakling in those Charles Atlas bodybuilding ads. “I don’t want to kill anyone,” he confesses. How could he? But neither is he eager to go all Indiana on their sorry, movie-screen souls. Hey, it’s the heart of World War II and the Axis powers are carving up Europe. Steve Rogers doesn’t care for Nazis much either. Indiana Jones killed nearly a whole battalion of ’em. (Or is it the bottom?) Oskar Schindler duped ’em. When it comes to cinematic villains, they’re at the top of the list.
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