I was really very excited about the Deadpool film; the concept of having a more adult themed comic book film appealed to me. It was going to be something different and the humorous marketing campaign gave it a quirky edge.
I got in my seat at the cinema, glad to see it was an all adult audience, many of whom were embracing their fandoms via their clothes. I waited eagerly through the trailers, enjoying that I got to see trailers for different films than the normal fest I get with a younger rating.
The film started, and I hated every single minute of the film. As much as I like Marvel and I like X-men, it turns out that I am not a Deadpool fan.
This is very much a personal opinion though: I’m not keen on the character; I didn’t really like the objectification of Morena Baccarin; I disliked that he thought vanity was more important than personality, though given I didn’t like his personality I could understand his decision; I thought the stereotypical funny side kick, goody two shoes good guy and the moody teenager were completely boring; the villains were great but they weren’t particularly well developed and having a British guy as the antagonist is beyond old.
I was looking for something fresh and new in Deadpool, and instead I ended up more bored than I have ever been watching a comic book film. What was fresh and different about the film was where Deadpool breaks the fourth wall. Generally as a concept I deeply dislike where characters break the fourth wall; it jars me back into reality. I go to the cinema for escapism and I can’t escape into something that reminds me all the time that I’m simply a member of the audience. Reducing the fourth wall to dust only works well when not overdone.
In Deadpool it is constant and downright annoying. However, it is as far as I’ve been told, this is what happens in the comic books. I’ve been told by fans of the comic books that the film is really good and a good adaptation. I’m not going to doubt them and in fact I would recommend the film to most people.
It just wasn’t my cup of tea, to the point I actually wanted to walk out, but that wasn’t the general feeling that I got from everyone else in the cinema with me. They were all laughing so hard I was surprised that there wasn’t as many spilled guts in the cinema as there was on screen.