Scott Anderson’s review published on Letterboxd:
I realized upon my second viewing of this glorious picture that it fits into a certain group of films I adore which could almost be deemed "weather films". While others often celebrate the arrival of warmth so they can head to a beach, or some experience joy when they look out their window and see a blanket of fresh snow covering the neighborhood, what I consider to be ideal conditions doesn't fit into either category.
If you were to ask me to close my eyes and think about a situation that makes me feel the most at peace, my mind would take me to a fall night, typically the type found during October in my neck of the woods. The temperature outside would be somewhere in the 45 to 55 degree range, a light drizzle of rain can be heard hitting the fallen leaves outside, not loud enough to distract yet audible enough to appreciate the simple pleasures of a literal roof over my head. There I am, parked on the couch, every window open so I can feel the chill cross through the room, and I am watching a film that makes me feel the most blissful at a time when mother nature brought me such a night.
It might seem obvious that such a list of films that fit into this setting would essentially match my all time favorites, but that isn't really the case. On many nights I love to watch challenging cinema, something that will spark my mind and leave me puzzled, searching for answers, but not on this fall night I described. On a cool, rainy autumn night, I look to a group of selections that even just mentioning the titles puts a smile on my face, films like the Empire Strikes Back, the Lord of the Rings trilogy, and Pacific Rim, the type of work that brings a nostalgic warmth to the surface that reminds me of being a kid, a time before I worried about paying bills or having to wake up for work the next morning. It doesn't matter if the film was released 50 years ago or just last week, all that matters is the joyous rush of excitement that bubbles over inside me when I see it.
Guardians of the Galaxy is now one of these films. Next year, when it is October of 2015 and I have then long owned the Blu Ray, I will recognize it is one of these perfect nights outside and I will know just what film I want to watch in that moment, just what characters I want to share that cool breeze and light patter of rain with. Peter Quill, Gamora, Drax the Destroyer, Rocket Raccoon and, of course, Groot.
Of course there are better films than this, films that utilize every possible aspect of the medium from absolute geniuses of their craft, but very few ever make me feel the way this does. Guardians of the Galaxy is the type of film that will make a 6 year old kid fall in love with cinema the way I did the first time I experienced the vision of George Lucas.
"You said it yourself, bitch. We're the Guardians of the Galaxy."