April 2019 gave us the movie we’d all been waiting for. The culmination of 11 years of cinematic world-building, origin stories and rainbow coloured MacGuffins, Avengers: Endgame saw Marvel deliver an epic three hour conclusion to the Infinity Saga.
Maybe a third of the way in, we find Valkyrie (Tessa Thompson) and the rest of Thor’s people in New Asgard, their new settlement on Earth. Bruce Banner (Mark Ruffalo) and Rocket (Bradley Cooper) have gone in search of Thor (Chris Hemsworth) to recruit him for the Time Heist. Valkyrie warns that they don’t see him often; only when he comes to get ‘supplies’, as the camera pans to barrels of beer.
When Thor is finally revealed, he’s almost unrecognisable. His beard has grown long and wild; his hair too, hanging in dreadlocks. He stumbles drunk and shirtless around a creaky wooden house, feigning bravado at the sight of his friends from work. The camera pans down to show his full torso, basked in the sunlight from the window. In place of Hemsworth’s usual ridiculously ripped abs and biceps were soft, squishy arms, an undefined chest and a significant, though not enormous, curved belly.