Are you ready for your mind to be blown? That’s what Hal Jordan asks his friend Thomas Kalmaku, who says he’s ready but isn’t really. I wasn’t ready, either. I was afraid this was going to be another Green Hornet style debacle. The previews were unclear. It was possible that Ryan Reynolds was playing the character for laughs like Seth Rogan did as the Green Hornet, and I was afraid. But I conquered that fear, went to the theatre, and had a good time, as it turned out.
One of my coworkers asked me, as he often does on Fridays, what the movie was for this weekend. “Super 8,” I replied. He gave me an odd look and said, “That’s a motel.” It’s also, I explained, an old type of little movie camera made for amateur use, ‘little’ being entirely relative. And now, it’s also a J.J. Abrams/Spielberg flick.
I couldn’t help but notice that this latest X-Men offering has had the worst debut of any of them. I can’t imagine why. First of all, the debacle that was X-Men: The Last Stand richly deserves to be last, all right; and second of all, this film is set in 1962. Y’know, an era when every female was apparently required to wear either a miniskirt or a catsuit like Emma Peel. One character even goes, um… undercover by stripping down to bra, garter belt, and stockings.
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It’s been a while, but in my day I read a lot of X-Men comics. So while watching the previews for X-Men: First Class — and watching, and watching, since I think I’ve seen them every weekend for the last two months — I naturally tried to identify all the characters, to see if I could do it without checking the cast list. Y’know, all the characters except Professor X and Magneto, since those are gimmies. Beast is just as easy, obviously, as is Mystique, though I think she starts out as Raven Darkholme here. The guy sending out the ultra-powerful shock waves: Havok.
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