In typical nerd fashion, my friends and I made a b-line for the theatres once X-Men: First Class was released. For a number of reasons, I really wasn’t expecting much more than a sore face. You know, due to excessive facepalming.
What were those reasons? There was the gruelling experience that had been X-Men Origins: Wolverine. Furthermore, the original posters for XMFC looked like they’d been done by an eight year old on MS Paint. (Not the one on the right. That one’s nice.) And Kevin Bacon? Really? I don’t know if I can take a super-Bacon villain seriously. I didn’t care about the shiny trailers; the first fifteen minutes of X2 were mindblowing, but the rest was a disappointment. By that logic, there was a high likelihood that this movie was going to suck.
I consider this one of many situations where I’m glad I turned out to be wrong.
X-Men: First Class was awesome. In my opinion, absolutely nothing in the entire Marvel Universe could ever hope to make up for – or undo the emotional damage that was – X-Men Origins: Wolverine.