Is it wrong that, upon seeing the trailer for this X-Men prequel exploring Logan’s origins, the first thing I thought was, “Is that facial hair real, or is it makeup?” The second thing was, “How come Wolverine spends so much time crouching, with his arms extended as if he could flap his arms and take off?”
The third thing was, “Stop picking nits, you idiot. Look, there’s all kinds of explosions and fights and adamantium claws digging into the asphalt and baby Ororo Munroe (a.k.a., Storm) and Liev Schreiber’s Sabretooth running on all fours and Gambit and Deadpool and, yes, it tickles all of my geek erogenous zones and we are totally there because it’s gotta be better than Punisher: War Zone and we saw that one opening weekend.”
(Yes, I talk to myself in the Imperial third person. It amuses us.)
What about you? Are you onboard for the Sexiest Man Alive’s fourth stab at Wolverine? Or have you already had your fill of wacky beards and bulging pecs?
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