Iron Man 3 - Telegraph Dir: Shane Black; Starring: Robert Downey Jr, Ben Kingsley, Guy Pearce, Gwyneth Paltrow, Rebecca Hall, Don Cheadle Robert Downey Jr is climbing back into his metal suit as the industrialist Tony Stark in Shane Black's Iron Man 3. Stark is living with Pepper Potts (Gwyneth Paltrow) - now Stark Industries CEO - and still wisecracking in between anxiety attacks. America has a new terrorist enemy, The Mandarin (Ben Kingsley). The genetic specialist Aldrich Killian (Guy Pearce), spurred on by a past snub, is also cooking surprises, while an enigmatic old flame of Stark's, played by Rebecca Hall, turns up with questionable intent. The film has plenty of whizz-bang (sometimes there's so much flying, clashing metal it feels like a welders" bacchanal) - as well as some funny lines and a particularly neat twist involving Kingsley's character. Stark is droll in the sharp style of a metrosexual man who loves shiny gadgets and obsesses over clean lines in his kitchen cabinets. But his relationship with Potts could be taken straight from the pages of He's Just Not That Into You: they hug like two frozen haddocks. I accept that warmth isn't Stark's thing, and that Downey Jr puts the irony into iron, but I still wished that something or someone could have made me care.