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Logan


Logan Review by Guy S. Malone, Researcher

One of our major gripes about movie critics is that they grade superhero movies and franchise films on a softer curve than complex, serious original films.  This is the subject of an upcoming essay I am researching, but the point today is that very few films of these types truly warrant the lofty ratings they receive.  Off the top of our head, only X-Men: Days of Future Past, Mad Max: Fury Road, Wonder Woman, and the subject of today, Logan, rate consideration as serious drama.  With the Oscars bearing down on us, FilmZ and I finally caught up with Logan On Demand.  In it, we found a film whose metaphor--fighting institutionalized racism, nefarious government eugenics experiments--is thrilling and tragic.  A warning, its "R"-rating for violence is well-earned.

It is 2029, Logan (Hugh Jackman) is making ends meet as a chauffer, trying to lay low.  Ah the best-laid plans of Wolverines and men ...  Sleeping one off in his car, drunk and sick--poisoned by adamantium, the very substance that has made him invulnerable--Logan is awakened by the racket of an armed gang stripping his car.  He takes issue, leaving a path of Wolverine carnage in his wake, thus blowing his cover.  Days later, after a funeral, a woman, Gabriela (Elizabeth Rodriguez), calls out his name and Logan flees, and soon after that a man named Pierce (Boyd Holbrook) jumps in the back seat of his limo and genially pries Logan for information about the woman who is looking for him.  His antisocial nature aside, Logan really doesn't like this guy.  Good intuition, for Boyd is the strong-arm aide to Dr. Rice (Richard E. Grant), a Nazi-like scientist running genetic experiments on Mexican children.  And Gabriela had been trying deliver a seemingly feral Laura (Dafne Keen) to Logan for protection.  Why?  Logan doesn't care.  He prefers his desert hideout where he cares for the aging and ailing Professor Charles Xavier (Patrick Stewart) and his mutant caretaker, the albino mind-tracker Caliban (Stephen Merchant).  Just as Caliban can't stand direct sunlight, Professor X, whose mind is starting to falter, needs meds to calm his seizures--to put it mildly, as befitting the most powerful mutant mind in the world, his fits can be cataclysmic.

That's the setup.  Obviously, Logan meets up with Laura; obviously, Logan, being Logan, doesn't want to take responsibility for the 11-year old; obviously, he grudgingly does so because the men who want her are so evil that there is no other option; obviously, bad guy chicanery and mutant badassery ensue.  After all, he's the Wolverine and this is an X-Men film.  But a lot is not so obvious.  While Professor X remains the patriarch of the mutants, the one they could always count on to work things out, dreadful things have happened to the X-Men, not the least of which is that the Professor and Logan, the once-great standard-bearers of the mutant population, have declined in power and will.  Proud warriors, whose bodies and minds are faltering at a time when they are most needed, if for nothing more, than for a last stand, their Alamo. And then there is Laura, a little girl with a big secret.  Who would guess that she would be the one to revitalize the X-Men, stir them to resolve, bind them as a family, and bring hope against hopeless odds?  

Director James Mangold, working on his own story, with screenwriting help from Scott Frank and Michael Green, knows his subject, for sure--Logan has earned an Academy Award nomination for Adapted Screenplay.  Has a superhero movie ever been nominated in a screenplay category?  Seriously, I'm asking.  That alone shows that Logan is more than stunts and super action; it has heart and humanity, and while it helps to have a background in X-Men lore, with just a little tweaking, this film would have worked well as, say, an original Western.  As to the cast, the acting bona fides of Patrick Stewart and Hugh Jackman go unquestioned.  Stephen Merchant as a melancholy outcast and Richard E. Grant as a latter-day Josef Mengele bring depth and texture to their roles.  But the discovery here is Dafne Keen.  She is a brewing storm on the horizon who bursts forth with such force and fury that we can only hope to see more of her in future X-Men tales.
8.5 out of 10 on an Entertainment Scale
7.5 out of 10 on an Awards Scale

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