Except for Hugh Jackman's bare ass, nothing in this movie is worth its price: Want to see the big scene? Just watch its trailer. Want to see the story of X-Men's boyhood? Except for Cyclops (Laser Eyes) and Emma Frost (Diamond Girl), there are no familiar mutants in the imported version I saw. If you count it with the young version of Doctor X, there are only 4 in total. Even the Storm (Storm Girl) screen in the trailer does not appear, are you disappointed?
Of course, as I said before, if you want to see Hugh Jackman and want to see "more" Hugh Jackman, this film is for you. This film is simply a photo album taken by fashion magazines for Hugh Jackman. Hugh Jackman's dressing order is as follows: military uniforms, topless, lumberjack uniforms, naked and running, leather jackets and denims, vests, vests, vests... Now you can feel the anger of male audiences and women Is the audience excited? This film has nothing to do with justice, love, morality, social issues, but to fucking freedom and not freedom. This film is a true feminist film. Its purpose is to satisfy the wild female audiences. Fantasy, in such a movie, from uniforms to work clothes to cowboys to nakedness, all kinds of "fictions" are all satisfied. Who cares about your plot? Who cares about your brotherhood? Who cares about your character creation? On the two-story curtain wall, I saw Hugh Jackman running naked on the grassland, "I came to see this when I spent money!"
Throughout the whole film, apart from the two or three seconds of "Chrysanthemum", the plot and characters of the film give people the only feeling: serving for the sequel! The special forces that appeared and died in a hurry, the love affair that ended in a hurry, the new characters appeared in a hurry, the brotherhood that ended in a hurry, everything started to serve the action scenes and visual stimulation, and the end of everything left a foreshadowing, for The sequel to this series. There is no character worthy of nostalgia, no performance worthy of praise. If Wolverine’s lover really dies in the forest, this can be regarded as a bright spot. Unfortunately, the screenwriter cleverly turned her into an undercover agent and died again, and she would also have to shock Jack. Man suffered a painful amnesia once, and drew a beautiful three-legged end to the plot that was spilt with blood in the film.
After the 100-minute macho show ended, I walked out of the theater dumbfounded, still dazzled by Dr. X’s undefeated, beautiful but pleat-faced big bald head, creating a vivid contrast with the cheerful female compatriots around me. In contrast, it is obvious that the old saying "a guilty ugly" is correct, and I—who have to watch an entertainment film with the desire to see some cinematic art—are wrong. We should be very happy. Now that feminists are protesting against the "materialization of women" in film and television works, a film that has the courage to "materialize men" has finally appeared. Please applaud, for this excellent film that benefits the majority of women!
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