Logan. Okay. Let’s go there.
Actually, I don’t know if I can. It's been a week since I attended a late night showing by myself, and was left weeping and with the intense need to be held.
The last installment of Hugh Jackman as Wolverine is not even in the same universe as the previous X-Men movies. And by universe, I mean do not try to reconcile any part of the storyline to any of the previous movies. Really. This is a stand alone story with the same actors who have portrayed these characters in the past. That's about it. This movie is a Quentin Tarantino film on crack. It is violent. Violent. We’re not talking superhero movie violence either, but graphic, gory, violence.
But let’s sidestep the violence for a moment. This movie started dark and was without a happy moment in the entire film. The year is 2029. Logan works as a for-hire limo driver and is trying to save money to buy a boat. Why a boat? Out on the open sea is the only safe place he can think of to take Charles Xavier. The professor suffers from dementia, and with a mind as powerful his, he has been known to have psychic attacks that have left people dead. Their troubled existence is interrupted when Logan is hired to take a woman and a young girl to North Dakota.
Logan is not a superhero move. It is about a man who used to be a superhero who is doing everything in his power to keep the few people he dares to care about alive. This is a drama of the first-rate order.
Hugh Jackman and Patrick Stewart are at the top of their game. The acting is superb, and the cinematography is visually compelling. But by the end of the movie I was spent. My heart had been ripped out, slashed into a million pieces, and stuffed back into my chest.
But did I like the movie?
I don’t know. As the final credits rolled, I was left wondering what was the purpose? If the message was there is always hope, I think there could have been another way to go about it. Or that life carries on… um…okay? But really, why?
If you’re a Wolverine fan, you should see Logan. Finish out Hugh’s phenomenal run. If you’re not a fan, then you may leave confused, disturbed, and as if you were the one impaled on his adamantium claws.
This is one of those films that I will never have to see again. Every scene is imprinted on my brain. The opening sequence, the hideout in Mexico, the casino, the hospital. Eric LaSalle. Nate!!! :( :( :( All burned into my brain. Definitely a movie that will leave an impression on me forever.
Thank you, Hugh! You will be missed.
Anna- The Super Diva
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