The frequent gunfights and bare-fisted brawls are entertaining and heart-pounding, but all the action has the potential to feel out of place in a film genre normally focused on subtle detective work.
“If you look at the G.I. Joes and you look at Superman from when I was little, they were not as big and buff as they are now. The action figures have actually changed to reflect a more buff, larger body frame that is, of course, unattainable by most boys.”
A man wakes up in 1873 Arizona with no memory and a mysterious metal cuff attached to his arm. If that's not weird enough, a spaceship soon swoops down and kidnaps some townfolks.
The acting among the principal players is some of the best I’ve seen in a superhero flick, especially the “bromance” between Professor X (James McAvoy) and Magneto (Michael Fassbender).
I found myself impressed with the acting almost across the board. Unfortunately, all of the actors are too good for the movie, which is failed by an uneven script.
First, a confession: I am not really a “drama” fan. I tend to get bored about halfway through and end up either checking my watch compulsively or just waiting for something thrilling to happen, usually in vain.
Well, the slowest 11 years of my life are over. The long-awaited and presumably final sequel in Disney/Pixar’s flagship franchise has arrived, and, oh boy, was it worth the wait.
Another summer, another sequel. The question is, does this second outing for Marvel’s wise-cracking man in armor measure up to its predecessor? The short answer is “no.”
After seeing the first predator film (the good one) and then being grossly disappointed by the inferior sequel, I was looking forward to this iteration in the franchise, and I must say I walked out of the theater well-satisfied with the result.