With our imminent demise always on the closest horizon, we can only deal with nothingness through fantasy, and whether it is our flawed self-image, our faith in an afterlife, our drug intake, or our mass entertainment, we indulge ourselves completely in that which isn’t real.
That’s alright by me. I’d rather not be so self-aware if it is all the same to you. However, when it comes to entertainment we respond best to the fantasy that coincides with ours and that is a problem for me with the latest “Back To The Future” saga, “X-Men Days Of Future Passed” which is sharp story wise but the wrong dream for homosapiens, as its title (taken off a Moody Blues album??) sort of suggests.
I am gonna dumb down the story line because, to be honest, if you care so much watch it or read one of the other million or so reviews out there which explain it with dull precision. Hugh Jackman returns to the 1970s to stop an action that will lead to the mutants extinction 50 years in the future; the action moves between the two timelenes so Ian McKellen and Patrick Stewart are around as well. Wolverine succeeds in changing the past and at the end X-Men’s entire seven movie series story arc never happened and they get to reboot X Men and remain the same at the same time. Got it? Not so difficult, right, because the salient point is THEY GET TO REBOOT THE SERIES.
With me so far? Ok, good. The problem is fantasy. The time travel within your own lifespan fantasy is extremely personal, and Bryan Singer tries to have it both ways and he doesn’t really pull it off. Essentially, the personal story is a triangle, the young Dr. X (James McAlvoy) and the young Magneto (Michael Fassbender) fight for Raven/Mystique (Jennifer Lawrence). If X wins her over the Mutants are saved, if Magneto wins her over all is lost. Wolverine plays the gay best friend.
And it isn’t the right fantasy for me, neither is Ironman or Spiderman -they were when Marvel Comics were publishing them in the 1960s; then the bottomline remained the bottomline: the geek as superhero. Now that is smart, it is like Superman was Clark Kent even when he was Superman (if you don’t mind me changing changing Universes for a moment).
But where is my point of entry here? None of these superheroes, certainly not Wolverine, have any place for me to empathize. So, while I enjoyed the movie, especially, as I am sure everyone else will agree, the Quicksilver breakout of Magneto which is the wittiest action sequence since the Dark Knight Returns. The acting is superb, everybody but especially James Mcalvoy (who I finally forgive for ruining “Atonement”) and Jennifer Lawrence, bring their A game and get their moments. Bryan Singer is a great action director. But the fantasy just doesn’t quite click right. It is too outclusive: I think a human without superpowers who was involved in helping them might have done it. But there isn’t one so all I have to ask is, what about me?
I was happier because I knew I was happy
a snapshot of big hits and high tides, mostly high tides.
There is just a lot to love
the sound seemed to erupt from every side of the room
still on top
“danceable music for the end of days”
contracts its world in Nashisms
let’s take what we are offered
It’s the music, stupid