Sunday, June 5, 2011

X-Men: The First Class

as a prologue, to properly convey how i went in to this movie(like a few other people) i had absolutely no expectations coming into this movie. The trailer pissed me off to no end; What's Angel Salvadore doing there... and why doesn't she look trashy as all shit/Wait... Havoc is younger than Scott, wts?!/Is the villain supposed to be the Cold War?
But, I got off work early yesterday and decided to give it a shot, lord knows you can't be burned if you EXPECT the movie to be shit(see my Avatar Review for a contradiction to that fact) so i decided to downshift my dorkness and try it out, and what followed is something that I, honestly, thought i would never say: The First Class actually achieved the same result as The Dark Knight.

... You know what? I don't think i need to talk about the movie in general as there are much more in depth and less-ramblely reports on the movie out there(highly recommend the Movie Bob review over at escapistmagazine.com) so I'm going to touch on something i don't think anyone else really noticed from this movie.

We all know that, in the previous movies(and in this one particular) Magneto has,when not being a genocidal douchefuck, always look at mutants who think low of themselves and seen the greatness inside them. Like he, alone, was able to pierce the veil of social norms and see people for the beautiful, unique, snowflake that they are. Why, in the TFC, he is regularly harping on Raven that she needs to be more accepting of herself and let her scaly ass shine instead of hiding... Hell, when beast shows up all furry, Erik says he looks awesome and the dude thinks he is fucking with him and nearly chokes him out. But, if you pay close enough attention, it looks less like he's just an accepting guy, and more like he is trying very hard to not be anything like the Nazi(... wait, is the plural for Nazi still 'Nazi', like with moose? ah, who care) who had him at their whim during his formative years.

I know this sounds odd, but think about it. Here was a group of people brainwashed(god, i hope it was that because the alternative is just too fucking depressing) into thinking that all people who weren't what they considered 'proper' were disgusting aberrations that needed to be contained and eradicated. Now think that someone who fell WELL into this category was spared such a fate by them because Kevin Bacon had a science-boner for them, they would seriously have some issues with them, not only because of what they did to you(and, oh man, do you see that he had some issues with them, physically), but because of who and what they were. You would probably spend your life, when not plotting out all the wonderful ways he wished to dispatch every Nazi who escaped prosecution of course, making damn sure you saw people for as much of what they were as possible. Enter the only other mutants he has ever seen: Society will hate them and a good portion of them are physically awkward. So, naturally, he tells them all that they are beautiful and they are good enough, they are smart enough, and, doggone it, people like them, but it seems so wooden and forced, like he's trying to convince himself that they are not abominations as much as he is trying to convince them. He is trying so hard to be as unlike the people who wronged him, that his is ham-fisting them something that you can actually see he doesn't fully believe

No wonder, though, her was so focused on trying to see them as normal and fine, that he completely missed that he turned into a fascist cockstain who wanted to kill every thing that didn't have an active X-gene.


It's not even ironic anymore, it's just fucking sad.

post script
i may get into what i really thought of the movie and why, exactly, everything that pissed me off did, but right now i got a new comp to put through its paces