As someone who loves animation I found myself slightly disappointed with this film. Don’t get me wrong, the first two thirds are fantastic, incredibly well written with a nice blend of humour and tragedy and a beating heart that is set on delivering a number of messages. However for me the last third of the film turned a little bit boring and predictable and didn’t offer anything new or interesting, which was a shame. Thankfully though, it wasn’t enough to ruin the film for me because I still found it largely enjoyable and I would definitely consider watching it again.
This is another example of a perfectly good horror film receiving a modern update, by stripping away everything that was great about the original. It’s the equivalent of a pet cat chewing the innards of a small animal, before placing the body outside your door and expecting you to praise them. There wasn’t a single moment of this film that scared me, nor was there a single moment I enjoyed, it was just tedious and unimportant. And yet the mindless modern audience threw $47 million at it, like prisoners of war digging their own mass grave. Thanks for killing the genre.
If you can look past some pretty awful child acting, there are still a number of significant flaws. Considering the time period and the quality of the first film the visuals are particularly disappointing, which is a fundamental flaw for a fantasy film. Aside from this the main problems are in the structure and tone; it seems to flirt the line between family friendly and dark and brooding without properly committing to either, which makes the 161 minute run time immensely painful. Poorly structured and incredibly ill-disciplined, not even Toby Jones and Alan Rickman can make me like this film more.
I’m aware there are various reasons why this film was made, concerning intellectual property rights, but honestly they shouldn’t have bothered. They should have given up gracefully, rather than take one of the most popular comic book creations of all time and make an obligatory film that is utterly redundant and doomed to fail. It’s no surprise the film was rubbish, considering the director hated the end product, and the cast of brilliant upcoming actors looked bored out of their minds. It is pointless, uninteresting, badly-written nonsense that is an insult to the legacy of Stan Lee and Jack Kirby.