Okay, so I do get out to the cineplex every now and then. But, I’ve got to admit that I really do not like the $9.50 ticket price! I mean, really! And I won’t even go into the debacle at the refreshment counter over a gold-plated bottle of water.
This film was what it was: blockbuster action, shoot ’em and kill ’em and stab ’em and slash ’em. Was it good: yes. Was it bad: no. But, it was very disturbing somewhat late in the movie to hear a little kid in the theatre say “Why’d he shoot him?” When Wolverine took one of many bullets. Yes, I’m talking to you, you crazy viewing public who takes 6 year olds to movies like this…shame on you!
What I’d like to say about this film deals with our current need for heroes. I thought frequently during the film about the TV show, Heroes. If we can channel Mr. Jameson’s theory about the ‘absent cause’ here, then I think we can begin to surmise that superhero stories/remakes/prequels are feeding into, and out of, our collective unconscious in a way that is trying to pretty much scream out at us that we need some dang heroes! What’s the absent cause you say? Look at the black hole that was the last 8 years in this country and we can find lots of reasons to justify wanting to manifest real heroes.
And, I further justify this theory because a major part of this film was centered around a corrupt Colonel who was torturing and experimenting on mutants for his own selfish gains, and at whatever cost necessary. Hmm….
I’m not a big fan of the overpowering cacophony of machine guns coming from the surround sound system, or the actual shoot-em-up sequences that pervade the film. For instance, the first 10 minutes of the film is all killing. Wars and killing, killing and more wars.
Why?! Why?! Why are we still killing?! Why do filmmakers make films with all that killing?! Why do audiences want to see all the killing?! We’re just falling further and further down the rabbit hole of numbness to real death. Dagnabbit!