I just do not get the Marvel Universe, and in my defense, there is a lot of
material there to keep up with. The sheer volume of spin off TV shows that are
required watching or you just cannot keep up with what is going on and it jsut
gets even more confusing. Deadpool is the exception to the rule though. Hw
seemed like the anti-superhero, the one who could poke fun at himself. Now, 8
years on from his first appearance, Ryan Reynolds’ sweary superhero has evolved
from plucky insurgent to the cornerstone of a potential Marvel revival, which I
hear is much needed. So when he refers to himself as ‘Marvel Jesus’ in this
splashy, extremely violent, timeline-traversing quest to protect his friends and
beloved ex (Morena Baccarin, barely in it) from erasure, he’s not kidding.
Deadpool Wolverine is a franchise resurrection dressed as an odd-couple
bromance, with a new version of Hugh Jackman’s grizzled Wolverine along for the
ride. And it’s altogether too much heavy lifting for a character who lives to
snark from the sidelines to be for naught. This was strangely entertaining, despite it's over the top gore, but it puts me no closer to understand ing where Marvel is headed.
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