Old snikt-hands is back in town – although this time it’s
Tokyo – and as usual he’s a score to settle and an unsubtle armoury of tools to
do the job. Much pleasure has come from this character in all forms – but as a movie
solo act Wolverine is starting to outstay his welcome. Tedious Jean-dream
anxieties, an insipid serpentine villain and a reveal we could see coming 70
years ago make this bland mutants-by-numbers. Like Morrissey, for all his brittle
brilliance when he sparks off the rest of the group, his later solo efforts
mutate into maudlin self-pity.
It says much that the three minute post credit pay-off is by
far the most interesting and exciting moment of the movie.
4/10
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