Deadpool: Meta Enough?



Ah, Deadpool! Where do I even begin?

So many conflicted feelings!

As an avid and dedicated fan of Marvel, I would watch pretty much anything they make and enjoy it to one degree or another. Unlike DC that often has that solemn seriousness to their movies, Marvel often manages to find this perfect balance between funny and The weight of the world rests upon my shoulders.

I knew that Deadpol was supposed to be hilarious. I knew it was going to be gory. I did not expect it to be as spoofy as it was, though.

Let’s get two things straight – Ryan Reynolds is a national treasure and should be treated as such. Morena Baccarin is freaking EVERYTHING and I will stand by this no matter what.

The timeline jumps and a constant shift between then and now were somewhat confusing for about 1/3 of the film, but overall it was dynamic enough to keep my interest from slipping away. The fourth wall problem, mentioned by many viewers, didn’t bother me that much, and yes, the gory humor is not exactly my thing, but overall – it was a fun experience. In fact, I’m intrigued enough to give the comic book series another go and see which one works better for me.

That being said, I did not enjoy Deadpool as much as I expected and hoped I would, and for the reasons I can’t quite point at, too. I certainly don’t want to run back to the theater and watch it again. This coming from someone who saw the Iron Man films and Guardians of the Galaxy more times than I would ever be willing to admit is probably not a good sign. Too much was over the top – it is important for a superhero not to take himself seriously, if only for our sake, but the never-ending attempts at humor that didn’t always work started falling flat pretty fast. Morena Baccarin’s Vanessa was criminally underused, although there’s hope for her in the next film, or so I want to believe.

And to everyone who took their kids to see Deadpool and then started bitching about it – well, the film was rated R and classified M from the start, so get out.



Deadpool is officially the first movie of the year to have brought out the party pooper in me. I didn’t express my views of the movie on social media but I did talk about it quite a lot with some friends. I enjoyed the movie. I don’t think it’s perfect, far from it. I’ll even go even further: I don’t think I would give it a pass if it weren’t for, well, Deadpool, both as a character and as a concept.

I don’t want to spoil the movie for anyone but I do think that despite its many qualities, Deadpool is not that good. The action is super cool and the movie is funny as hell. The meta humour was on point most of the time. The name dropping? Delightful. The credits? Pure gold. I wasn’t so sure about referencing the budget so often though. It worked a couple of times but it got old by the end. We know you didn’t get as much money as you’d have liked but you’re no indie prod, movie.

The characters were okay. Some people argue that Marvel has done better, others that the characters weren’t that bad. I find myself somewhere in the middle. First, the movie is a Fox, not a Marvel. Lower standards here. I did enjoy both Vanessa and Negasonic Teenage Warhead though. Vanessa is not the best female character I’ve ever seen – she notably suffers from the all too common celibacy syndrome that too many female characters mysteriously contract when their supposed true love disappear, whether it’s for two months or two years, but that International Women’s Day scene got me. All my love goes to this scene. All of it. Negasonic looks way cooler in the comics – by which I mostly means that I lose my clothes for gothy girls, but short hair, dark lipstick and sassiness are also very much welcome. Of course, it’s no use talking more about Deadpool himself. He’s awesome. I think the role was cathartic to Ryan Reynolds. He’s a riot and that’s that.

Or is it? As much as I enjoyed the movie, I cringed a little bit at the core intrigue of the movie. This is a story about a guy who despite being an acute fourth wall breaker still doubted that he was going to get the girl. Call me a cynical woman but I didn’t buy that. Of course Deadpool was going to get the girl. This is Hollywood. The guy, no matter his age, no matter what he looks like, always gets the girl and she’s always super hot and she always wants him no matter what. Maybe the fact that she wants him despite everything represents some kind of progress in and of itself but it didn’t do anything for me. I’ll be waiting for the sequel but they better not try to make me fall for one of the oldest tropes in the book again.

Deadpool (Ryan Reynolds) pauses from a life-and-death battle to break the fourth wall, much to the dismay of his comrades Negasonic Teenage Warhead (Brianna Hildebrand) and Colossus (voiced by Stefan Kapicic).


Two things about Deadpool: masturbation jokes and Morena Baccarin is hotter than holy hell.

I honestly enjoyed the movie far more than I thought I would. When the first trailer came out, and all the subsequent clever marketing tactics made me a little wary that they were trying to cover their asses because the movie was wildly mediocre. To my surprise, it wasn’t! No, it wasn’t blow-your-socks-off good, but it was good enough to warrant a sequel, definitely.

As fun and raunchy as the jokes were, the plot was tragically more formulaic than it should’ve been. It’s really just another superhero origin movie, complete with sexy love interest and final showdown where the hero gets the girl and the future looks oh so much brighter. Even if the hero does look like a sweaty ballsack. It’s almost ridiculous how the underlying theme to the movie is “looks aren’t everything”, but it was. I don’t know about you, but if my boyfriend came home looking like a sweaty potato, I’d have reservations about putting my mouth on that thing until he explains just what the fuck he’s been up to.

There’s been a lot of talk about how Deadpool was so successful that Hollywood should look into making more R-rated movies – which is fine by me, but there’s a difference between whether the material is R-rated to begin with, or whether they’re going to form fit the material to the R-rating. I’m all for making an R-rated Wolverine, but seriously, Fox, don’t fuck it up this time. I’m seriously beginning to wonder if X-Men: First Class was a total fluke.

Anyway, with all things said, I’m just glad that Deadpool wasn’t a total flop, because that would’ve had some serious consequences. Namely Hollywood would take even less risks than they already do, and that’s something we as an audience DO NOT WANT. So I’m glad Deadpool happened, really, even if it wasn’t perfect.



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