If this movie had come out ten years ago, my head would have exploded in giddy fandom. In the intervening decade since my avid Marvel-reading days, I feared I'd been left too far out of the loop. That, compounded with the lacklustre early reviews I read, nearly scared me off. Nearly.
I'm quite glad I paid the five bucks. Throughout the majority of the movie, the twelve-year-old in my brain said nothing but "Oh man!" and "Cool!" The action was good, everybody looked cool, Cyclops was the right mix of hero and dork, and Wolverine was badass. Actually, let me rephrase that as baaaaadaaaaasssssss. Hardcore.
The script, while frequently exposition-laden, wasn't overflowing with one-liners. The lines between good and bad were pleasantly grey. Social issues were raised but not beaten to death. Not bad for a comic book flick.
It was a shame, however, that Sabretooth and Mystique were nigh-speechless thugs. Proving further that cool-looking actors can win out over eloquent ones (though McKellan's disembodied head alone could carry most movies, so it balances out there).
Bottom line: see it. It's a guilty pleasure that in the end doesn't make you feel too guilty after all.
posted by droob at 7:24 PM on July 21, 2000
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