Still smarting from the humiliation of 9/11, Whites continue to posit their anger as both righteous and fully justifying their desire for a revenge that mires them ever-deeper in White supremacy. Moreover, aliens (be they from outer space or from the Middle-East) always seem to favor New York City as their prime target.
The obsession here with technology evidences a classic White response to stress and cultural competition by claiming that their technology is superior – yet the movie itself admits otherwise. The movie admits that soldiers win wars not weapons, yet the weapons' fetishism here is endemic. One wonders why (White) humans would be needed at all, why not just let the machines (ie, the CGI SFX) fight it out with one another? Fewer lives would be lost that way.
Although it is claimed that the entire human race is endangered by (Thor’s brother) Loki, few non-Whites and few non-Americans are involved in the defense of the Earth. Clearly, Whites still see themselves as saviors, as they see their God, Jesus Christ and Adam & Eve as White. Non-Whites would certainly spend some time wondering if fighting with Whites were worth the effort (it never was in the past) or whether a separate battle should be fought against the aliens; especially considering the fact that non-Whites are treated as aliens by Whites, themselves. A single non-White performer is a mere token presence in a movie where violence and threats of violence are the only means of expression for any of the characters; rendering the drama rather monotonous.
The real issue here, of course, is the rationale for wanting to destroy the human race in the first place - and what human values are being preserved by The Avengers? None of these themes are made explicit in a welter of nationalistic patriotism and an over-reliance on humor to convince us to laugh at the White supremacy on show. Political allegories for a decline in the global power of Whites, that are no more than propaganda, makes for poor dramaturgy and always rather-too-obvious solace.
Only Mark RUFFALO offers a performance to relish in his interpretation of a man (Bruce Banner/The Incredible Hulk) struggling with who he is. Everyone else just presents the usual pretense that if you repress your emotions you can appear all-powerful. This strutting is meant to imply power, but mostly suggests narcissism - which no amount of self-parody can ever conceal. Nor are we spared the ever-present unoriginality (copying shamelessly from Captain Scarlet & UFO) of the story & plot and lack of characters for whom you can care.
A humorously-cartoonish movie that lacks the very conviction it claims does not exist in evil men, where hero-worship becomes more important than any true need for heroes or even the self-created political problems heroes appear to offer Whites protection from. White hero-worship is not about positive role models; it is childishly needing heroes to save Whites from their own fears and weaknesses: It is childlike dependency. This explains why there is so little variety in White superheroes and why these movies have nowhere to go dramatically.