15th October, 2016.
You know …
I DO like to sit down with a movie, if I ever get the chance.
If you’ve been paying attention for the past few years? You’d’ve probably noticed!
I tend … to go for … well …
All sorts of things, actually.
They’ve not usually grabbed my interest.
I’m not going to tell you they’re bad.
They’ve just never especially appealed, that’s all.
One that had, though?
Was the film I finally decided to catch, tonight.
I’ve FINALLY sat down and watched the 2016, Tim Miller directed, Deadpool.
And, yes … this posts title really could be misinterpreted.
Opening with a BIG fight scene, Deadpool introduces us to the eponymous hero, Deadpool, played by Ryan Reynolds: who, in between punches, tells us his back-story.
He is, in truth, Wade Wilson: a wisecracking mercenary, and former Special Forces soldier, making his money on the street by tracking down those who need … to be menaced.
Until one day … ? One day, he and fiancee, Vanessa — Morena Baccarin — find that he's has several forms of terminal Cancer.
Wade is resigned to his fate.
Until one day? He meets a mysterious man who offers to cure his cancer …
AND leave him with powers others could only dream of.
The only issue with this?
Is that the process will leave him at the mercy of a man called Ajax …
A man who seems to enjoy inflicting a little too much pain …
I was going to use a different subtitle for this post: ‘How to Have Fun with Terminal Cancer … !’
But felt that MAY be going a little too far!
After all, it’s not an especially funny condition.
Deadpool, on the other hand?
Is hysterical: telling us a straight story …
Laced with enough comedy to make to turn it from a straight laced love story, to thriller with enough laughs, double entendres and outright sex gags to keep EVERYONE happy.
Go watch Deadpool.
You won’t be wasting your time.