On-screen adaptations of comic book superhero stories have
been around for decades, but the 2008 release of Iron Man and the growth of the Marvel Cinematic Universe
kick-started a generation of blockbusters with superheroes at its core. It’s
impossible to go more than a month or two without the release of a new entry
into the canon. And while most of these films are hollow reiterations of the
same action tropes – relying on beautiful stars and overbearing special effects
– Hollywood occasionally produces a masterpiece within the framework of the
genre.
Logan is one such
masterpiece. Arguably one of the best superhero films of all time and certainly
the best X-Men film since X2, the film is reminiscent of last year’s Deadpool, flipping the worn out superhero
genre on its head.
After a decade of confusing
timelines and alternate continuities, Logan
brings the X-Men franchise back to its base. The film deals with concepts that
much of the genre seems to forgotten, tackling complex themes you’d never find in
an Avengers movie.
The film explores ideas of mortality and pain that Hugh
Jackman’s previous solo outing, The
Wolverine, introduced. In the year 2029, a visibly aged Logan (who has long
given up the mantle of Wolverine) struggles with the slow and steady degradation
of his powers. Meanwhile, Patrick Stewart’s equally decrepit Charles Xavier
struggles with dementia and seizures.
Embedded in a brutally realistic and vaguely dystopic
future, Logan asks uses the framework
of the superhero film to ask relevant and timeless questions: what are the
psychological and physical effects of aging? What happens when the most
powerful mind in the world begins to break down? What happens when the immortal
becomes mortal?
Much like Deadpool the
film understands where it’s come from. It understands the tangled mess that the
X-Men franchise has become, and does not try to resolve it. Where Deadpool addressed this issue with
humour, Logan does so with cold, hard
reality. Logan exposes the man behind
the curtain, highlights the writer’s hand that is so often the curse of the
superhero genre. Logan is grounded in
reality more than any genre film to be released in the last few years.
In this way, the film tackles issues we’ve all had with the
superhero genre. Of course it’s rewarding to see Iron Man fight off a hundred robots
and then meet up with Thor, but is that really plausible? Is it really
plausible that after 14 films, there hasn’t been a single major character death
in the Marvel Cinematic Universe?
Logan calls
bullshit. At one point, it is revealed that the young Laura is a fan of the
in-universe X-Men comics. Logan’s reaction to the fictionalization of his
stories is suitably cynical: “Maybe a quarter of it happened, and not like
this.”
Indeed, if we lived in a world with super humans, it would
not be a polished and clean one. It would be dirty and scarred, imperfect as
our own. Logan knows this.
Logan takes our
expectations of the genre – and our disillusionment with it – and crushes them
beneath a clawed heel. There are no city-levelling battles, no clash of titans.
Stadiums
don’t fly and there are no robots. The Wolverine does
not fight ninjas. Yes, the film uses its R-rating to the fullest potential,
letting Wolverine show us what he is capable of; there is plenty of
brutalization and dismemberment, in shocking yet somehow beautiful detail. But
these scenes are window dressing. They are not where Logan’s weight lies.
No. Logan’s
conflicts are far deeper, far more poignant.
In real life, people die. Mistakes are made. Conflicts are
not resolved by the time the credits role. Sometimes, the heroes are not good
people. Stories rarely have neat resolutions, and even rarer are those
solutions happy ones.
Logan does not
have a happy ending. And that’s okay. Because life doesn’t have a happy ending.
Ultimately a beautifully poignant character piece, the
movie’s strength lies in the interplay between the two leading actors. In their
swan song, both Jackman and Stewart offer their best performances yet, giving new
dimensions to their characters as Logan struggles to continue taking care of
himself and his mentor. Logan shows
how apparently inhuman characters deal with intensely human problems.
By giving us relatable themes of aging and loss, Logan shows us the true potential of the
superhero genre. The struggle of Logan and Charles is our struggle. We all have
ghosts, and we all have secrets.
One day, we all lose our powers.
Logan is a story
about one man’s attempts to come to terms with the things he has witnessed,
what he’s done. An attempt to find purpose in an existence that has become
meaningless.
Isn’t that something we can all relate to?
Logan represents
the way forward for a genre that has become stymied. It joins the canon of
great genre films and, hopefully, marks what we will see in the years to come.
I’m sad to see Hugh Jackman and Patrick Stewart go. I’ll
miss their iterations of their characters. But their time was up, and this
movie was the perfect way to say goodbye.
Beautiful, powerful, a masterpiece of cinema: for realizing
the limits – and therefore the potential – of its genre, Logan is one of the best films I’ve seen in years.
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