Deadpool


Can’t hold a candle to R.I.P.D., that’s my verdict. If that’s not a black mark, I don’t know what is.

Doesn’t start off in a good way, aping the Watchmen. Millions of other jokes follow, most of them juvenile dross. Gore and jokes about bodily fluids might be R-rated, but they are the opposite of mature.

It tries to have its cake and eat it too. There are no “serious” scenes in which I wasn’t expecting a fourth wall breaking nod. Just to stick the fork and twist it, serious subjects like dying from cancer while seeing your loved ones fall apart are chucked into the script, but put on hold while jokes about the X-Men come to the foreground.

Similarly, there is no conflict because the Bad Guy is named so in the intro and has no characteristics other than a British Accent. His dragon is Gina Carano from Haywire, who apparently is an actress now?

Ryan Reynolds is a good (or at least not bad) comedic actor, but he can’t carry a film alone. Without a foil he is nothing, and this film doesn’t have it.

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