Logan

Logan ★★★★½

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

This review may contain spoilers.

There's a bitter-sweetness to it; seeing the inner pathos of both Logan and Charles brought to their surfaces. An odd sense of humour lies underneath the broken shells these characters are placed in here. Every time Charles indulges in the silly, careless old person archetype, and every time Logan grunts as he lifts himself off the ground and limps away, or bursts into cough mid-sentence, I smiled. But I smiled with sorrow. This is a fucking gruelling, heart-wrenching film. Logan's lifetime of emptiness, heartbreak, and rage becomes a whole world -- One where everyone we grew attached to through him no longer exists, and his only remaining friend is not only responsible for their elimination, but is dwindling away himself. It's most fitting that the surprise 3rd act threat of this is a literal physical manifestation of Logan's worst self, one where his mechanical, merciless rage is his only characteristic, but is also more alive and young than Logan will ever be again. I didn't even consider that they could somehow make Wolverine's deepest regrets his greatest physical foe, but James Mangold did it. It awakens to take his last few things away from him, and he struggles to fight back. Set to the backdrop of Boyd Holbrook's infectious-corporate-machine-representing villain, driven to enslave control over everyone, it lines up even better. Violence becomes becomes passive; necessary in that it's all Logan knows, yet still horrible in its collateral damage. And the best part? Through all this, he finally comes to life. As his unbeknownst daughter points out to him, "You're dying. You want to die." And he does. This is Hugh Jackman's greatest performance, masterfully pulling forth every bit of emotion in this character to every physical and verbal expression that he exhibits. Few films have evoked such simultaneously passionate and devastating nostalgia in the process of aging, and not particularly in one of the most invulnerable characters to ever grace the screen. The big finale is phenomenal. Evil is quite literally torn to shreds in a catharsis-reigning bloodbath, and then it finally happens -- the inevitable endgame. There's so much merit in the way it's all wrapped up, right down to Logan blissfully smiling, understanding what the Professor told him; the feeling of feeling, the feeling of letting go when there is something to hold onto, muttering, "so that's what it feels like." Covered in blood, he held his heart in his hands, and I high-key cried my eyes out.

I never want to watch a new X-Men movie again.

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