Unique Sixteen

As a Black creative and a father watching with my daughter—whose artist name happens to be Riri—I have to say the first three episodes of Ironheart were everything I hoped for and more. The pacing was spot on—we were never bored. Every scene moved the story forward while giving room for character depth. The villain really surprised me. He’s layered, almost like a modern-day Robin Hood, and that kind of complexity made the conflict feel meaningful, not just action for action’s sake. Riri Williams herself? She grew on me fast. At first, she seemed a bit anxious and unsure, which made total sense for someone stepping into a huge legacy. But by episode three, I really felt her. I understood where she was coming from. She’s not trying to be Tony Stark—she’s finding her own voice, and that makes her journey so much more authentic. What’s frustrating is seeing the review bombing and trolling this show is getting. From where we sit, Ironheart is a breath of fresh air. It respects the audience’s intelligence, opens up meaningful conversations around genius, morality, and identity, and gives young Black girls and creatives someone powerful to connect with on screen. Me and my daughter are locked in. We can’t wait to see where it goes next.

Don’t watch it. The acting is bad. The script is bad. The plot twist isn’t even a plot twist. The last episode just introduces a whole new plot that introduces the true killer. They need to goto jail for making this show.