Chris Evans as Captain America in The Avengers. (Zade Rosenthal/Walt Disney Pictures)
Could a drunk, staggering Steve Rogers soon be doing the walk of shame through the trapezoid of iniquity? We’ll find out next year, when Marvel Studios shoots part of the sequel to 2011’s Captain America: The First Avenger in the District of Columbia.
Marvel will be filming scenes for Captain America: The Winter Soldier in D.C. in early 2013, Leslie Green, the spokeswoman for the District’s Office of Motion Picture and Television Development, confirmed to DCist in an email. Green said in August on a film office podcast that representatives from Marvel had scouted several locations around town as potential sets for the next chapter in the cinematic adventures of Captain America, which is due in theaters in April 2014.
Having been frozen from the midpoint of World War II until the events of The Avengers earlier this year, the movie version of Captain America, played by Chris Evans, will have to adjust from the gung-ho Americana of the 1940s to cynical modern times. And as he is an agent of the covert superhero agency S.H.I.E.L.D., it’s only logical that Steve Rogers spend some time in Washington.
And, if the film office was able to sell Marvel on filming beyond “postcard Washington,” we could see Captain America in Adams Morgan, one of the neighborhoods Green’s boss, Crystal Palmer, presented during August’s scouting trip.
The bar-filled neighborhood could make for some interesting times for the ceaselessly noble supersoldier. I’m not sure if he’d be a patron at good bars like Smoke & Barrel or Bourbon, but he could be a Black Squirrel kind of guy. Maybe even Madam’s Organ. Or, if directors Anthony and Joe Russo decide to go very dark, maybe we could see Captain America slumming it at Town Tavern. Really, though, Steve Rogers is a square in any era. Drop him in Adams Morgan, and he’ll probably skip the bars and team up with the Guardian Angels.
Adams Morgan last got a Hollywood close-up in 2010’s How Do You Know, the dreadful James L. Brooks rom-com that also put the Washington Nationals through the saccharine wringer.
