Film Review: Deadpool
In the build up to the release of Deadpool, we were made abundantly clear through some supreme marketing bants that this was the true, expletive loving, fourth-wall-breaking Merc with a Mouth that the world truly deserved. You know, none of this X-Men Origins: Wolverine rubbish… Tim Miller’s directorial debut sees Ryan Reynolds finally suit up as a superhero who doesn’t want to make ourselves cry tears of shame.
Wade Wilson (Reynolds) is shit out of luck. After landing the girl of his dreams (Morena Baccarin’s Vanessa), the former Special Forces operative finds out that he’s got terminal cancer. Bummer. With the ‘Big C’ ravishing his body and unwilling to put his love through the pain of seeing him slowly die, Wilson takes up a chance to take part in a too-good-to-be-true sounding experiment, led by scheming cyborg Ajax (Ed Skrein), that’ll cure him of his cancer.
Despite gaining super healing powers which halt the disease in its tracks, he now – as his BFF Weasel (T.J. Miller) puts it – looks “like Freddy Kreuger face-fucked a topographical map of Utah.” Double bummer. With the assistance of X-Men duo Colossus (Stefan Kapicic) and Negasonic Teenage Warhead (Brianna Hildebrand), the mercenary-turned-anti-hero aims to avenge his newly pruned face and rescue his one true love from the hands of the man who changed him. How romantic…
It’s a basic story soaked in satire, piss taking and a whole bucket load more of self-awareness. From the film’s opening moments Miller, Reynolds and co. set their R-rated stall out with their self-deprecating credit sequence, starting as they meant to go on. Given the sheer amount of publicity Deadpool received ahead of its release, if this wasn’t the most irregular, off-beat and edgy Marvel flick to date, you’d be majorly disappointed. The truth of the matter is that it is those things – taking it in another direction from the breath-of-musical-fresh-air that was Guardians of the Galaxy.
A little bit of love, a smidgen of revenge and a whole lot of profanity. There’s little plot, but its simple premise is covered by its enjoyably slow-mo laden action and an expected humour – both outrageous and oddly topical – that was consistently chuckle-worthy. Reynolds – who, it appears, courted the role since birth – has never appeared more at home. Is it Marvel’s best? No. Is it their funniest? Possibly. Is it their most outrageous? Most definitely. This mercenary has a massive potty mouth and we love him for it.
Sorry to say this, but you spelt look wrong, its Luck.
What I’m also sorry about is the 2 hours i wasted watching this absolute bag of shite film, this film is a 15 year old boys wet dream, a superhero that swears and makes “funny” sex jokes every 30 seconds, now what the fuck is the deal, the storyline of this film was poor at best, really poor, same old boy meets girls, get mutated and kills the bad guy, no twist, no great detail on anything just the same old crap with swearing and sex jokes.
Now, Marvel are shitting money at the moment from any film they bring out and to be fair i don’t watch marvel films anymore due to the poor humour they are dragging into every film, it just gets boring and i actually enjoy watching films that make me think, not films that try and make you walk out of the cinema wishing you were as cool as “that guy’
With iron man, ant man, captain america the dumbass tragic comedy from the hulk and thor and now this x rated humour from deadpool, the avengers films, its just too much and has no real solid fresh ground, just feels like re-hashed characters and storylines with look at me humour, which for me doesn’t do it.
Im not saying theres no place for a laugh in Marvel films, but every film and every 30 seconds some quick, slick reference or joke constantly over a poor, repeated storyline.
Iv been quite surprised by the reviews of it being the best thing ever, id expect it from a 15 year old boy that went home and practised his karate moves in the mirror to love it, but grown men and women creaming themselves over it, fuck me, there was no film.
Ah! Oups. Thanks for spotting that. Comedy is subjective, and this is a comedy as much as it is a superhero film. It’s the self-awareness it has that struck me in its humour. The digs, the references… It worked for me.