The Mutant Menagerie: X2: X-Men United

X-Men 2 movie poster

 

In ret­ro­spect, the first X-Men movie did an incred­i­ble job of man­ag­ing the intro­duc­tion of a wide array of char­ac­ters to mass audi­ences likely unfa­mil­iar with the decades’ worth of con­ti­nu­ity estab­lished in its comic book source mate­r­ial. But the sequel X2: X-Men United crowds the stage with too many new faces in addi­tion to the return­ing orig­i­nal cast. In short order, audi­ences not only have to rec­ol­lect the orig­i­nal char­ac­ters but also learn how Stryker (Brian Cox), Ice­man (Shawn Ash­more), Pyro (Aaron Stan­ford), and Lady Deathstryke (Kelly Hu) fit in to the mutant menagerie. X2 also expands the ranks of the Blue Man Mutant Group, with Night­crawler (Alan Cum­ming) join­ing Mys­tique (Rebecca Romijn-Stamos) in head-to-toe body paint, later to be accom­pa­nied by Beast (Kelsey Gram­mar) in Brett Ratner’s ris­i­ble X-Men 3: The Last Stand.

Alan Cumming in X2: X-Men UnitedNight­crawler audi­tions for a spot in the Blue Men Mutant Group

Holo­caust sur­vivor Mag­neto (Ian McK­ellen) is still just as geno­ci­dal as his for­mer Nazi oppres­sors, an irony he fails to per­ceive despite it being pointed out to him repeat­edly. His aims and obses­sions make for a very good vil­lain, but also for a vir­tual repeat of the pre­vi­ous movie’s plot. In the orig­i­nal (read The Dork Report review), Mag­neto built a device to forcibly mutate homo sapi­ens into homo supe­rior, the aris­ing species known as “mutants” to which both The X-Men and his Broth­er­hood of Evil Mutants belong. The weapon turned out to be faulty and instead sim­ply killed every human within range. To a man like Mag­neto, said glitch was not a bug but a fea­ture. Noth­ing if not per­sis­tent, he employs basi­cally the same scheme in X2. New bad­die Stryker has reverse-engineered Pro­fes­sor X’s mutant-detection device Cere­bro into a weapon capa­ble of killing all mutants en masse. Mag­neto plots to repur­pose it to kill all humans instead.

Also recy­cled from the pre­vi­ous movie is the fact that Mag­neto is again not the movie’s true vil­lain, despite long hold­ing the rank of the X-Men’s offi­cial neme­sis. The real antag­o­nist last time around was intol­er­ant politi­cian Sen­a­tor Robert Kelly (Bruce Davi­son). Now the foe is another pow­er­less human, Colonel Stryker, a war­mon­ger with a pri­vate army. Like Kelly, he’s a fer­vent speciesist, so enflamed with pas­sion­ate hatred of mutants that he trans­forms his own mutant son Jason (Michael Reid McKay) into a com­po­nent in his geno­ci­dal weapon.

Hugh Jackman in X2: X-Men UnitedWolver­ine babysits The New Mutants

One notable tweak to the orig­i­nal recipe is a health­ier dose of vio­lence and killing per­pe­trated by the fan-favorite Wolver­ine (Hugh Jack­man). As a char­ac­ter, Wolver­ine is capa­ble of both berserker rage and human empa­thy, but his movie incar­na­tion seems to be able to turn it on and off at will. Cou­pled with a PG-13 rat­ing dic­tat­ing that his slaugh­ter remain blood­less, this negates one of the tragic flaws of the char­ac­ter I recall from read­ing the comics as a kid. The Wolver­ine I remem­ber con­stantly strug­gled to keep his ani­mal­is­tic side in check in order to live among his friends, lovers, and allies. The movie Wolver­ine is a lit­tle bit of a softy, actu­ally, spend­ing much of film babysit­ting mopey teen trio Ice­man, Pyro, and Rogue, the lat­ter still har­bor­ing an unre­quited crush on a dude way too old, hairy, and Cana­dian for her.

X2’s biggest prob­lem is that it has no sense of humor, allow­ing the grim­ness of the sce­nario to drain most of the fun out of the expe­ri­ence. The orig­i­nal had only a sin­gle cred­ited screen­writer, David Hayter, but the sequel teams him with Michael Dougherty and Dan Har­ris — hint­ing that the crowded stage of actors was par­al­leled by a few too many cooks in the kitchen back­stage. One good scene, at least, pro­vides a reminder of what the first film got right: when the teen Ice­man reveals his super­pow­ers to his par­ents for the first time, his mother asks “Have you ever tried to… (awk­ward pause) not be a mutant?” It’s an excel­lent scene that uses humor to employ the sci-fi con­ceit of the mutant expe­ri­ence as a metaphor for a minority’s trou­bled com­ing of age.


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Iron Man — Movie Review

Iron Man

 

Jon Favreau’s Iron Man finds just the right tone, some­where between Spider-Man’s emo­tional melo­drama and Batman’s grim vengeance. This Dork Reporter, a for­mer lover of comic books (that stopped keep­ing up with them partly out of fru­gal­ity, and partly lack of brain band­width), sees two high water marks in the recent surge of superhero-themed Hol­ly­wood fea­ture films:

Sam Raimi’s first two Spider-Man movies cap­tured the key themes that made Spider-Man such a pop­u­lar and last­ing char­ac­ter in the first place (seri­ously, find me a kid in the English-speaking world who does not know all about Spider-Man). The comic book on its sim­plest level was a para­ble of the some­times unwel­come changes that come with ado­les­cence. But also key to Peter Parker’s teen psy­che was his con­stant nego­ti­a­tion between his own hap­pi­ness and his respon­si­bil­i­ties towards friends, fam­ily, and soci­ety. Please, let’s not dis­cuss the painfully awful Spider-Man 3; the bit­ter wounds of dis­ap­point­ment are still raw, ooz­ing, and infected.

The other comic book super­hero fran­chise to trans­late well to the screen in recent years is, of course, Bat­man. Helmed by such mature, seri­ous artists as direc­tor Christo­pher Nolan and actor Chris­t­ian Bale, Bat­man Begins per­haps could not help turn­ing out so well. The comic book char­ac­ter was orig­i­nally con­ceived as a dark avenger in the 1930s, became a camp com­edy icon in the 60s, then reverted back to form in the 70s. The char­ac­ter fol­lowed a par­al­lel arc in his movie incar­na­tions: Tim Burton’s Bat­man films are dark and weirdly won­der­ful, Joel Schumacher’s are tacky and cheesy, and now Christo­pher Nolan has restored the fran­chise back to its gothic roots. Note that Heath Ledger as the Joker in the upcom­ing Bat­man: The Dark Knight doesn’t actu­ally smile!

Iron ManTalk to the… nah, that’s too easy

Iron Man was heav­ily mar­keted as Robert Downey Jr.‘s redemp­tion after decades of louche behav­ior led to him becom­ing unhirable (or more accu­rately, unin­sur­able). Was Downey per­fectly cast, or was the role tai­lored to suit him? If any­thing, from what lit­tle I know of the comics, the film­mak­ers may have toned Iron Man alter-ego Tony Stark down. Stark’s dis­tin­guish­ing char­ac­ter­is­tic was his bum ticker (dis­abil­ity being a com­mon Mar­vel Comics theme, take for exam­ple the blind Dare­devil), but he was also famously an alco­holic prick. Do you think, per­haps, there’s a metaphor to be found in the char­ac­ter of a soul­less arms dealer who loses his lit­eral heart but finds his con­science? Hmmm…

Iron ManDjay da Pimp, Viola De Lesseps, Char­lie Chap­lin, and The Dude star in Iron Man

Jeff Bridges totally rocks a bald pâté, and bless­edly under­plays his role as chief bad­die Oba­diah Stane. He’s the mel­low voice of rea­son, sound­ing for all the world like The Dude with an M.B.A. That is, until he raises his voice for the first time, and the good times are over, man. Unfor­tu­nately, Gwyneth Pal­trow (as the allit­er­a­tive Pep­per Potts) and Ter­rence Howard (Jim Rhodes) don’t fare as well. Pal­trow, with lit­tle expe­ri­ence in the sci-fi effects block­buster genre, is hys­ter­i­cally uncon­vinc­ing at run­ning away from fire­balls in high heels (“But, Har­vey said I don’t have to run from fire­balls!” you can imag­ine her pout­ing). Howard is just plain bor­ing, with lit­tle to say or do.

Iron Man is quite enjoy­able, pro­vided you try to ignore the rather con­ser­v­a­tive gung-ho atti­tude toward the war on ter­ror. It only dis­ap­points at the very end, when it devolves into a CG rock ‘em sock ‘em robot bat­tle. It was inevitable accord­ing to the genre, and the nat­ural tra­jec­tory of the plot, but still…


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Superman Returns

Superman Returns movie poster

 

It’s prob­a­bly my own fault for buy­ing into the hype, but Super­man Returns left me cold. There’s not a lot of drama implicit in the story of an omnipo­tent alien from another planet, and I just can’t buy the “god walks among us” metaphors. Spider-Man is a real, trou­bled human being bur­dened with great respon­si­bil­ity; Bat­man is a human being wracked with guilt and obsessed with revenge; Dare­devil is a lit­er­ally bro­ken man over­com­pen­sat­ing for far more than just his dis­abil­ity. With Super­man, it’s just plain hard to relate to an alien, even if he suf­fers such petty human prob­lems as unre­quited love.

An obvi­ous point of con­flict is con­spic­u­ously absent: instead of any jeal­ousy or anger from Richard White (James “Cyclops” Mars­den), he sim­ply acquieses to his roman­tic rival. It’s more like Super­man to be above & beyond mere mor­tal jeal­ousy; what makes White so noble? Per­haps he’s intim­i­dated by Superman’s sheer potency. Just as the char­ac­ter is defined by nepo­tism (he’s the Daily Planet’s editor-in-chief’s son), Mars­den is Bryan Singer’s X-Man star who was con­spic­u­ously erased very early in Brett Ratner’s X3. Hmm…

Another dis­ap­point­ment: whereas Spider-Man 2 exuded a strong sense of New York, Super­man Return’s fic­tional Metrop­o­lis is a blank, generic city with­out char­ac­ter. It’s a time­less locale — the present, yet nos­tal­gic — where when a super­hero returns from across the galaxy to save them, the cit­i­zens all run out and buy newspapers.

As for the cast, Parker Posey wins for best screen pres­ence. While Kevin Spacey gurns, hams, and scenery-chomps, she scores laughs with mere looks on her face. There was a lot of con­cern over the cast­ing of a rel­a­tively inex­pe­ri­enced for­mer soap star for the lead, but I thought Bran­don Routh was just fine. Kate Bosworth (made up to look like Rachel McAdams), how­ever, is was too young to be plau­si­ble as a star jour­nal­ist with a five-year-old kid, and to be at all appeal­ing to (yes I have to say it again) an omnipo­tent alien from another planet. Points detracted for dull, over­hyped out­takes of Mar­lon Brando’s mum­bled improv bull­shit, and shaft­ing screen leg­end Eva Marie Saint with about 5 min­utes of screen time.


X-Men III: The Last Stand

X-Men 3 The Last Stand movie poster

 

God help me, but I agree with Harry Knowles’ review. Some­times you need a fan­boy to point out what’s wrong with a movie crafted for fan­boys. He picked up on the absurdly sen­si­tive Wolver­ine, the impor­tant Phoenix back­story cur­so­rily related in hammy expo­si­tion, and the sud­den and arbi­trary shifts from day to night. But the worst crime of all is that the movie is actu­ally bor­ing; a mere ninety min­utes seem­ingly stretched to what felt like 2-plus hours.

Also both­er­ing me: why on earth was X-Men III: The Last Stand such a mas­sive hit? Not just the ques­tion of gen­eral qual­ity, but also the fact that it’s set in a densely self-referential world com­pre­hen­si­ble only to dorks that read the comics as kids (cough, cough), or at least to movie­go­ers who hap­pen to remem­ber the first two install­ments really well. Per­haps the answer is as sim­ple as it being a hol­i­day week­end with no real com­pe­ti­tion in the­aters, but still, it must have been off-putting and mys­ti­fy­ing to mere mortals.

It’s tempt­ing to blame the whole mess on job­bing direc­tor Brett Rat­ner, but if Bryan Singer had still been involved, would the script have been any different?