Director: Tim Miller
Run Time: 1h 48m
This could be my shortest review ever because all I would need to say is:
Let’s face it, you’ve probably read enough about Deadpool as it is. But I’m selfish and I will elaborate on why I know this is the best Marvel movie yet.
The plot is quite simple: this is a love story. A guy falls in love with a girl, and will do anything to be with her. Okay so it’s a tad bit more than that. Wade Wilson (Ryan Reynolds) was a mercenary who fell in love with a girl named Vanessa (Morena Baccarin). Very soon after they get engaged he finds out he has cancer and he is certainly going to die. Thinking his only option is to leave Vanessa and die alone, he decides to accept a shady offer from a weirdo in a nice suit about becoming a superhero. Unfortunately for Wade, the offer isn’t what it seems. The evil genius behind the curtain, Ajax (Ed Skrein), isn’t making superheroes and leaves Wade mutated but mutilated. Wade eventually becomes Deadpool and is determined to hunt down Ajax and make him fix his complexion so he can finally be with Vanessa. Things go wrong, people get hurt, and all the while the jokes keep coming.
What makes this Marvel installment so spectacular is at the heart of the story it’s just about a guy in love. There aren’t aliens attacking Earth, or monuments getting blown up, or some-super secret government conspiracy where HYDRA is in control of Donald Trump. Deadpool didn’t need all of that. Actually, Deadpool couldn’t afford all of that but I’m glad! That’s not to say I’m no longer a fan of the Avengers or anything. I’m just impressed that Marvel could still succeed with their version of an acoustic set. And they tricked the whole world into loving a love story that isn’t The Notebook.
Speaking of the budget, it was severely cut when the filmmakers petitioned to keep their goal of an R rating. Not only was the plot kept simple but the effects were too. Instead of trying to skirt around the issue, darling Deadpool rubbed it in your face time and time and time again. Like that time Deadpool only had 12 bullets for a shootout. Or that time he forgot a duffel bag of guns and ammo for a big fight. Or that time he pointed out that it was weird that we only meet two X-men the entire movie. The writers didn’t try to shape Deadpool into their Marvel-ous mold. They basically let Deadpool write itself…himself…what…?
Side note: Thank God Marvel finally acknowledged “X-Men” and “mutants” in one of their films! Up until now the two franchises were kept far apart and writers had to get creative with how to refer to the other. It has a lot do with rights and legal mumbo jumbo but it’s all just petty dramatics to the audience. We all know! You can’t fool us! So thank you for finally giving up and letting the mutants mingle with the superheroes–even if you were forced because Deadpool could be classified as either…or both…or whatever. You get the point.
A sort of taboo in the movie world is breaking the fourth wall. To have a character address or interact with the audience is a dangerous line to cross. So of course Deadpool does it often. Hell he even does a forth wall break within a fourth wall break. The act itself isn’t what’s impressive. It’s the fact that it works with the flow and style of the movie. Not once do you find it strange that a superhero in red spandex is talking to you from a movie screen. The fact that you don’t question the choice of delivery is where the genius lies. How did they accomplish such a thing? Don’t know. Don’t care. Don’t tell me! It might ruin the magic.
I have to warn you. If you have the same twisted sense of humor as I do, you will laugh your ass off watching Deadpool. The fact that his character’s dialogue is a string of zingy one-liners should probably make me mad. But how can I be mad when every damn word is so damn funny?! Everything that Wade/Deadpool says is pure comedy. Perhaps what’s even better is the fact that he isn’t the only one who’s given the opportunity to draw some laughs. Obviously he’s the front runner, but every character adds to the comedy of an otherwise f’ed up movie.
We need to talk about Deadpool’s language. No, not English. Cursing. Deadpool is the most foul-mouthed, vulgar, verbal sh*t-spewing S.O.B. in the Marvel universe. And it’s glorious. The Parental Guide on IMDB lists a 9/10 for the Profanity section, and I quote:
About 84 F-words and its derivatives, 3 obscene hand gestures, 21 sexual references, 34 scatological terms, 19 anatomical terms, 8 mild obscenities, name-calling (crazy, weird, stupid, idiot, tool, hooker, mutants, douche-pool, douche, ugly mug, fugly mug, ugly cockroach, maggot), exclamations (shut-up, wow), 2 religious profanities (Goddamn), 9 religious exclamations (e.g. Oh My God, Oh God, God, Jesus, Jesus Christ, I Swear to God)
It’s no Martin Scorsese film, but it’s pretty damn close. There’s also an abundance of nudity–sex montage, strip club, Ryan Reynolds’ swinging thingy. So kids, don’t take your mom to this movie.
We also need to talk about Ryan Reynolds. Ryan Reynolds is Deadpool. I was shocked to hear that some people were worried he couldn’t pull off the role because he was perfection. Pure perverted perfection. He’s goofy, lovable, witty, and a terrifying badass. He gives the performance a lifetime and you’ll be so glad he did.
It’s rare that a movie is gold from start to finish. Deadpool is literally awesome from start to finish. The opening credits are quite unorthodox, referencing Deadpool’s take on who’s who in the movie instead of listing actor’s or crew member’s names. The words are displayed over a car crash/fight scene that is frozen (that we are introduced to later in the film) and there are some fun Easter eggs to look for. The closing credits finally give acknowledgement to the men and women who made this amazing film, but of course Deadpool can’t leave it alone. That’s all I’ll say except that you need to stick around after the credits. It’s a Marvel movie of course, but they don’t stick to their usual script.
I am not a Deadpool aficionado. The only thing I knew of the character was his small unfortunate cameo in X-Men Origins: Wolverine. And even Deadpool wants you to forget that ever happened. (He says as much in his movie.) So I am proof that you don’t need to be well versed in the comics to appreciate Deadpool for all its glory. My recommendation: Sit down. Shut up. And strap in to some tight red spandex. Deadpool is the movie you should not miss! (Unless you’re easily offended. Then for the love of all that is Holy, do NOT see this movie. Seriously, Mom, stay home!)
This is the part where I usually offer another movie to see. Either “if you like this movie, watch that one.” Or “this movie sucks so watch that instead.” But all I have to say this time is:
If you like Deadpool, watch Deadpool again. Why? Because why wouldn’t you?