Verdict: A peculiar
romance/superhero hybrid that never quite reaches its potential.
Can too much of Hugh
Jackman’s incarnation as The Wolverine be a bad thing? With Jackman bulked up
and front and centre in almost every frame, The Wolverine suffers from a
frustrating unevenness in tone and a screenplay that veers dangerously toward
the repetitive, tried-and-trusted superhero formula. It’s a shame, because when
the film is raging against its peculiar ordinariness (the sequences on the roof
of a Bullet Train and Wolverine being relentlessly harpooned to standstill are
stand-outs), it shows real promise.
It begins, too, with a great
set-up as the atomic bomb is dropped on Nagasaki. Logan/Wolverine, who is
imprisoned in a deep, brick-lined chamber, rescues a young Japanese soldier
Yashida (Ken Yamamura) from the effects of the blast. Years later, Logan is summoned
to the older Yashida’s (Haruhiko Yamanouchi) deathbed – ostensibly to be
thanked for saving his life all those years ago. But as Yashida’s ulterior
motive becomes clear, Logan must protect Mariko (Tao Okamoto), the heiress of
the ageing Yashida’s technology company’s fortune in order to discover
precisely what the ailing Yashida is really planning.
Mangold (3:10 to Yuma, Walk
the Line, Girl, Interrupted) is at his best in the well-considered, action set
pieces, while Bomback (Total Recall,
Unstoppable, Die Hard 4) and Frank’s (Marley & Me, Minority Report)
screenplay lacks efficiency and only contains a couple of moments of genuine
effectiveness. The problems stem from the key relationship between Logan and
Mariko – on which film focuses almost entirely – and which is not interesting
enough to sustain the film’s dramatic core. We too often find ourselves in a
strange Marvel/Jason Bourne/Romantic Drama hybrid world, which is at complete
odds with everything we are led to expect from the film’s opening sequences.
Rila Fukushima’s fabulous
Yukio (an Anime-inspired character who insists on becoming Logan’s bodyguard),
is the film’s saving grace (and the most accomplished performance), while
Svetlana Khodchenkova’s toxic Viper simply doesn’t get enough screen time.
Viper becomes a cardboard cut-out character, and with less of the Mariko/Logan
romantic musings, she might have become a more interesting character – not to
mention a fascinating foe for the ever-frowning, and mostly depressed (and
depressing) Wolverine.
This review was commissioned
by the West Australian Newspaper Group.
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