No matter which side you’ve chosen – Team Iron Man or Team Captain – everyone who went to see Captain America: Civil War is sure as hell on Team Marvel. The movie’s earned some serious cabbage, having pulled in just under $180 million in less than a week, as moviegoers rushed to see Iron Man punch Cap in the face and vice-versa. They threw trucks at each other, shot each other out of the sky, got attacked by a giant ant, survived fire blasts, explosions, and yada, yada, yada. While hats are off to Marvel (because President Kevin Feige is likely rich as fuck), Civil War felt like a movie I had already seen four or fives times.

And that’s because I had.

Marvel’s films and Cinematic Universe feel as if they’re treading water while we throw all of our hard-earned cash at them, just like that damn Futurama meme. Here are a couple reasons why I might start waiting for Blu-ray to catch up with The Avengers:

All the action scenes are almost identically the same. While the big airport battle scene was a lot of fun to watch, Civil War didn’t really churn up anything new. Sure, we had Spiderman in the mix (I loved Tom Holland), and there was Paul Rudd doing his Rudd thang, but the battle just felt like last night’s reheated leftovers. Reports that the massive fight was almost entirely digital have left me entirely deflated. Is this even film-making anymore? Thirteen movies in, Marvel hasn’t really done much to shake up its predictable formula, and without a kick-ass villain like Ultron wreaking havoc (say what you want about The Avengers sequel – Ultron OWNED), there wasn’t much new ground to grasp on to in Civil War.

No one ever dies and that’s fucking bullshit. Look, without any serious, major deaths, there are no tragedies, no consequences and no adversities to overcome. Sure, the large airport scene was eye-catching at times (mostly because Scarlett Witch is AMAZING), but we knew Marvel wouldn’t have the balls to actually pull the trigger on one of its beloved. And the second we get a real, palpable scare or hint at death, it’s taken away from us in a matter of seconds. Without any death, there’s no real danger. WIthout danger, no loss. Without loss, or at least the possibility of it, there’s no actual suspense or tension. I don’t know about you, but I don’t know of any “war” that has zero casualties. Weaksauce, Marvel. (And no – the Quicksilver death in Age of Ultron does. not. count.)

No one in the MCU can write dialogue as well as Joss Whedon. And he’s gone now. Those who know me well will call this the Buffy bias, but no one in Marvel’s world can balance humor and drama the way Whedon can. (Exhibit A: Buffy. B: Angel. C: Firefly.) Bending genres is simply Whedon’s forte, and his unique vision and style worked so damn well for Marvel, which really needed that change-up at the time. With Whedon’s contract now expired, the Russo’s can’t even come close to matching his panache, nor can Christopher Markus and Stephen McFeely top that devilishly playful dialogue Whedon super-charged these superheroes with. Marvel is beyond lucky they still have James Gunn on deck.

I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy Civil War (in fact, I give it a respectable grade of B) – it just felt like the same product that I’ve already paid for countless times. It’s time to branch out and spend some time in the theater out from under the Marvel umbrella (though Guardians of the Galaxy 2 may lure me back in, because Gunn.) I’ve choked on all the CGI I can consume, I’ve heard all the Stark quips I can muster, and I’m continuously underfed on Black Widow and Scarlet Witch goodness (seriously, WHERE ARE THE FRANCHISES FOR THE FEMALES!?). I just wish that Marvel had more guts…and more humanity…in its storytelling.

But I guess that’s what the Netflix shows are for.