As I mentioned in an earlier post, when I was a very young child my grandfather used to gift me with anthologies reprinting classic comic books. The very first one I can remember getting from him was a collection of classic 1960s Marvel Comics origins, which told how The Fantastic Four, the Hulk, Spider-Man, Doctor Strange, and Thor all got started. I was (maybe) five when he gave this to me, and I pestered my poor grandmother to read me those stories over and over again until she grew sick of them and decided to teach me to read for myself. Ammy just wanted me to leave her alone, but teaching me to read was undoubtedly the greatest gift anyone has ever given me.
So I have a soft spot for Marvel Comics, which I kept reading over the years. And like any good comic book fanboy I found reprints of the older stuff – the stuff that came out before I was even born – so that today I have a fairly good grasp of the underlying mythos that surrounds those comic book franchises and the movies they are making based on those franchises. Because I have such a soft spot for this stuff I was really looking forward to X-Men: First Class, and I went to see it last night.
Boy . . . did that suck!
I’m going to get into why it sucked below the fold just ‘cause I think it’ll be fun to slag on this movie, but be warned: if you have any intention of seeing this movie for yourself do not read any further. SPOILER ALERT!
