X-Men: Days of Future Past is, for me, fanservice of the highest order. It gives me a cast to squeal over while delivering a compelling story full of comic book lore. Read the rest of this entry
If you’re not familiar with the X-Men movies from the previous decade (the three gay rights allegory films: X-Men from 2000, X2 from 2003 and X-Men: The Last Stand from 2006, or, as I like to call it, X3: What happened to Nightcrawler?), don’t worry about it – you can easily sit down and watch X-Men: First Class (equal rights allegory) without any trouble.
Just so you don’t get the wrong idea, I don’t have any problem with allegory; and, aside from X3: The Search For A Plot That Feels True Without A Ton Of Tacked On BS, I like the X-Men movies, and this newest prequel installment is no exception. Sure, it confuses 1962 with other years that starts with 196 in an attempt to put more women in little skirts, but whatever.