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X-Men
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July 14, 2000 at Century Plaza 10
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Of all the movies released this summer, X-Men was the
one I anticipated most eagerly. I was even
considering buying stock in Marvel Enterprises due to this film's
promising profit margin. The delayed release date (to avoid
running against The Patriot) made me wonder if I should
prepare to be disappointed, but the trailers released
both in theaters and online insisted
that this film was outstanding. Having seen it, I
would tend to agree more with the trailers; it is one of
the most satisfying of this summer's entertainments (not
that I have seen many, or want to).
X-Men is everything one could want out of a
summer movie: the storytelling is brisk and efficient,
the special effects are unbelievably well-done, and the
action is engaging (though not ingenious). The film doesn't have time to really breathe,
given that it has a dozen or so characters to introduce
before it lets them wreak havoc on each other. I don't agree
with the complaint made by several critics, that the film takes too much time
explaining its characters, sorting out their special
powers. Bryan Singer did a great job keeping what
could have been a painfully slow process of exposition
wound around a tightly drawn narrative.
The plot centers around Wolverine (played by
Australian Hugh Jackman, who is sort of a cross between
Mel Gibson and Clint Eastwood with sideburns), a mutant
with superhuman strength and 12 inch blades protruding
from his knuckles. Accompanied by Rogue (Anna
Paquin), a girl who can absorb the lifeforce of anyone
she touches, he is recruited by mutant Professor Charles
Xavier (Patrick Stewart, perfect for the role) and his
school for mutants, to fight against Xavier's nemesis,
Magneto (Ian McKellan). The two mutant leaders
represent opposing philosophies towards a society that
considers them freaks to be held at arm's length,
whether through legal registration or everyday
discrimination. Singer takes makes some
interesting riffs on this theme, establishing Magneto's
hostile approach towards his oppressors in the context
of his experience as a Holocaust survivor, in a sequence
that is oddly moving (albeit exploitive of the
Holocaust, like Singer's Apt Pupil). The
casting of McKellan in the part also brings to mind the
undertone of discrimination against gays. These are
underdeveloped but unlikely and provocative themes for a
summer movie to raise.
The somewhat unsatisfying conclusion leaves no doubt
that there will be two or
three sequels down the line. Like a cartoon episode of G.I.
Joe, there are no fatalities among the mutants. Indeed, watching X-Men is like returning to childhood days of
after-school cartoon serials. It is slight but
magnificent fun.
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