(dir. Tim
Miller)
20th Century Fox |
“You're
probably thinking 'This is a superhero movie, but that guy in the suit just
turned that other guy into a fucking kebab.' Surprise, this is a different kind
of superhero story.”
We’ve been
down the irreverent superhero road before with mixed results. From the good (Kick-Ass), the okay (Super), and the bad (Hancock), R-rated deconstructions of the
superhero movie are difficult to pull off well without their so called maturity
coming across as juvenile, and their shots at the genre coming across as
mean-spirited mockery. Enter Deadpool,
the long-gestating take on one of Marvel’s most popular characters in terms of
readership, a character whose meme-ready, and off-beat sense of humor and 4th
wall-breaking has made him the most popular X-men character, surpassing even
the likes of Wolverine. On the subject of roads we’ve been down before, 20th
Century Fox has already attempted to bring Deadpool to the big-screen before
with Ryan Reynolds in X-Men Origins:
Wolverine, but that take on the character turned out to be a debacle that
shared little in common with his comic book roots. Despite the reception to
that film, Deadpool became a passion
project for Reynolds, one that seemed unlikely to ever happen until
test-footage was “unofficially” released and fans clamored for Tim Miller’s
R-rated take on the character, until that’s exactly what we got. Despite being
a studio production, Deadpool is the biggest fan-film ever made, and that ain’t
a bad thing.
Just when
good-natured and mentally unstable mercenary Wade Wilson (Ryan Reynolds) is
ready to settle down with the love of his life, Vanessa (Morena Baccarin), he
is diagnosed with terminal cancer. He volunteers for an experimental treatment,
only to find himself prisoner to an elusive organization that seeks to activate
dormant mutant genes and create an army of super slaves. Disfigured and more
unstable than ever, Wilson escapes and dons the guise of Deadpool to hunt down
the people who ruined his life, and hopefully get his face fixed.
Tone and
heart go a long way in making Deadpool
one of the year’s earliest success stories. This is one of the rare-instances
where bait-and-switch marketing actually lives up to both sides of the joke.
For months now we’ve seen the teasers and billboards championing Deadpool as a must-see romantic comedy.
It was a clever bit of marketing to get couples into theaters on Valentine’s
Day weekend, but of course the trailers told of a movie splashed in
ultra-violence and raunchy humor. As it would turn out, Deadpool is a romantic comedy, one made of dismembered body parts
and peak levels of inappropriate behavior, but oddly sentimental and sweet all
the same. The heavy-reliance on a love story is actually quite a departure from
the comics where Deadpool’s selfish and self-serving behavior drives the
majority of his story arcs. This departure goes a long way in terms of making
Deadpool a character we can root for in spite of, or perhaps because of his
twisted humor and extreme levels of violence. Deadpool has never been one of my
favorite characters, but Miller and screenwriters, Paul Wernick and Rhett
Reese, give him a cause to fight for while still maintaining the character’s
sense of identity and Bugs Bunny-like antics.
Every
central plot beat in the film is framed by Wade’s love of Vanessa, and the
charismatic performances from both Reynolds and Baccarin sell that romance
better than most superhero movies. Breaking the narrative mold of origin story
films, Deadpool switches back and
forth between Wade’s present day storyline of revenge and his love story with
Vanessa, until we meet up in the middle for a blend of both. This not only
balances the film’s emotional stakes and action, but also prevents either the
meet-cute romance or action from becoming tiresome or repetitive. In true
Deadpool fashion, the film displays an awareness of its own inter-workings with
references ranging from studio budget, Reynolds’ career missteps, the Marvel
Cinematic Universe, and other clever commentary that I dare not spoil. This
awareness easily allows the film to maneuver the clichés and tropes of the
genre, and while some may see it as a means of beefing up the film’s simple
narrative, these tricks go a long way in terms of making the film’s narrative
seem more complex than it actually is. The supporting characters: TJ Miller’s
Weasel, Ed Skerin’s Ajax, and Gina Carano’s Angel Dust, also allow for the film
to take some amusing avenues in both the departments of comic relief and villainy,
and give Deadpool a range of characters to play off of.
Deadpool’s lack of
complexity is refreshing and it creates an efficient superhero yarn that
doesn’t rely on world-building, subtext, heavy thematics, or world-ending
threats. When you look at the film’s plot laid bare of all of its
self-referential gags, call-backs, and deviations, we’re left with a film about
a guy who just wants to get his face fixed so he can go back to his fiancé. It
sounds silly when the film is looked at from that angle, but silly is exactly
where this film’s priorities are. This is a film that is so comfortable in its
identity that even the jokes that don’t land, and some of the obvious first-time
filmmaking techniques, only serve to work in the film’s interests. The film
uses “fuck” and “dick” like a 12-year old who just learned he can swear around
his friends without anyone giving him the side eye. It’s occasionally annoying,
but the film even owns up to that factor, commenting on Wade’s occasionally
annoying nature and penchant for saying nonsensical things. Some would say that
the film’s ownership of its faults are the filmmakers’ attempts to avoid
criticism, and they wouldn’t be wrong; but it’s so engaging to watch a film
that doesn’t try to force the audience to ignore its limitations, but to laugh
at them instead, and I can’t help but commend Deadpool for that because I laughed a hell of a lot.
Tim Miller
may be working under the pressures of a limited budget and his own
inexperience, but he boldly uses the X-Men lore like no X-film director before
him. He embraces the wild and weird nature of the comics, clinging to its
pseudo-science, humor, and soap-opera elements. While Colossus and Negasonic
Teenage Warhead are the only X-Men to feature in the film, they feel more like
the characters that people have loved over the decades than most of Singer’s
take on characters. This isn’t to say that Deadpool
is the best X-verse film, but it does show a willingness to engage with areas
that we rarely see and avoid taking itself too
seriously…ok, Deadpool doesn’t take itself seriously at all. In addition to a
clear-love of the source material, Miller shines in the film’s action
sequences, delivering a hand-to-hand combat fight scene that ranks alongside The Winter Soldier. While there are still
a few kinks in editing and cinematography to work out before the film’s
inevitable sequel, Miller certainly proved that he was the right guy for the job.
From the
moment we see Deadpool’s fantastic
opening credit sequence, it’s unmistakable that Miller and Reynolds have
created something special for fans and soon-to-be fans alike. This isn’t the
best superhero movie ever, not even close, but this was made for a very
specific audience who will bestow upon it that very title. This is a film
about, and composed entirely of love (and dick jokes.) It took Ryan Reynolds
four prior attempts to find a superhero franchise worthy of his particular
brand of humor, and in Deadpool he has finally found his calling and I think he
knows it. I suspect we’re going to see Ryan Reynolds' butt in red spandex for a
long time to come. Sophomoric and charming, Deadpool
is a blast to watch, even more so because I know that this is what Deadpool’s
biggest fans have been waiting for.
Caution
kids, Deadpool at play.
Grade: B+