Nothing says Mother's Day like adamantium beefcake.
Emma, my mother, and I went to see Wolverine today. I've been trying to get my mother in touch with her inner hack-and-slash. That started when I took her to see Kill Bill vol. one many years ago.
Wolverine was fun. Not as satisfying as Iron Man or the first X-Men, but no one can be too miffed when Hugh Jackman never looked so good.
Sidenote: See, movies can get away with having the hero in a wifebeater, but the minute you dress him in a wifebeater in a book is the minute the reader screams, "Redneck!" T'aint fair.
The story is incredibly predictable even for the uninitiated, but the fight scenes are over the top. I was glad to see Gambit- one of my faves from the pages. Although he loses a little bit with no Rogue and only Logan to flirt with.
Can't say I'm fond of the liberties recent comic book movies take. SPOILER
Wolverine and Sabretooth ARE NOT brothers. No way, no how. How stupid does the writer or director have to be to need a manufactured reason for the two guys to hate each other? The comic book didn't need that crutch.
One of my favorite scenes from the book is when Logan is looking over the side of a boat and Sabretooth erupts from the water. The next panel has Logan saying how hard it is to heal a torn-out throat.
I don't think Wolverine needs to be seen on the big screen, not like The Watchmen. I don't know how long my loyalty to the comic book- it was one of my firsts- will express itself in shelling out the big bucks to see the movies in the theater.
Hugh Jackman, however, almost made it worth the cash.