Holy Mutha of Gawd, it was amazing! I completely blasted through the buffet I got at the concession stand because X-Men just grabbed hold of my attention from the first frame and never put it down. Even the slower, more restrained, moments kept my eyes from blinking just out of sheer fear I would miss something juicy. I appreciate how the movie incorporated some historical events into its storytelling, from Nazi Germany to the Cuban Missile Crisis, that grounded the plot in a very real way. It was a level of storytelling that the other two X-Men movies couldn't even reach....
..... which by the way I only mean X1 and X2.... X3 shall never be spoken of.... EVER!... sorry... still REALLY bitter about that one....
.... anyways. If I had to levy any criticism I think it would be for Emma Frost. I'm truly sorry but January Jones was so not a good pick. It just seemed like they picked the blonde with the most smokin body and poured her into a skintight, white, pleather dominatrix outfit. She could have.... nay... SHOULD HAVE smoldered more.
The highlight of the movie was most definitely the cameos. I think a collective "Holy Sh!t" rang through the audience when they popped up. I won't spoil it beyond saying for once, it wasn't Stan Lee.
Thank you to the creative team behind X-Men First Class for reinvigorating the mutants. They were all but murdered by X3.... seriously.... stop talking about it....
.... so so sad.
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