Deadpool 2 is a crass, immature, sometimes vulgar movie which also happens to have a huge amount of heart to it. Quietly, I felt that a lot of the reason the first Deadpool was so successful was because of how unexpected it was: a fresh take on the genre that also wanted to rip it down. Going into the sequel, I was always kind of worried that Deadpool 2 would be a lazy, more of the same, kind of movie. I’m happy to say I was wrong.
I feel like there is this unspoken pact between all film reviewers that its not okay to enjoy junk food. It’s understandable though, Rampage is a very flawed movie if you’re looking at it through a purely critical lens. Rife with nit picks and hardly a plot to be seen, it’s exactly the kind of movie that I sometimes relish the opportunity to just leave my brain at the door, and enjoy the ride as much as the people involved with it obviously are.
I don’t usually much care about live action adaptations of Anime. These past few years a number of them have come to my attention, and word of mouth generally make consensus; they’re bad. There is something about the inherently over the top mannerisms and animation of these shows that makes a transition into live action a tough sell for me personally. In this instance, the timing just so happened to line up. I had just finished watching Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood on Netflix and low and behold a live action version popped up on there too. I wasn’t quite ready to be done with the series so I thought I’d give it a go.
There’s nothing like low/non-existent expectations to make you enjoy a movie all the more. I really didn’t know what to think about Black Panther going in. If anything I have been overly pessimistic about all of the super hero movies coming out this year. I’m actually glad this has just turned out to be my bad attitude in this case, as when I eventually got to go and see Black Panther, I really enjoyed it.
One of the things that stuck out about it the most to me though, amongst a whole swash of strong points, was the movie’s villain; Erik “Killmonger” Stevens, played by Michael B. Jordan. Anyone who thinks about the Marvel Cinematic Universe even slightly critically will know that the franchise’s movies have a villain problem. More often than not, they’re pretty weak as far as characters go. They might have cool design or seem physically imposing, but them actually being compelling as characters is rarely the case.
I actually started writing this piece as soon as the Infinity War trailer dropped In November, but like so many other things, it got left on the back burner. It was having a conversation with a friend at work about how behind I am on CW’s Arrow, Flash, Supergirl and Legends of Tomorrow series that I found myself revitalised to come back and finish this post. Not that I needed to go back and catch up on all those shows and a half a dozen others, it’s that I think I’m okay missing them now. As great as it is, finally having all the characters from the comics I read growing up starring in their own movies, I think I’m finally at the point where I’m okay not consuming all of it.
This metaphorical snowball of comic book sourced content is only about half way down the mountain at the moment. As it continues to roll down hill, it gets bigger and picks up speed as it goes. It’s been doing this for a while now, since the huge hit that was the first Avengers. It was this that instigated the announcements of TV show spin-offs and the move up to two, and then three, movie releases a year. Then other companies like Fox stepping up to take advantage of the properties they own, not even getting into the treasure trove that is the DC intellectual property. Everyone wanted a piece and there was a lot of it to go around.