Morbius
Sony Pictures Entertainment Inc.
I've swung this-way-and-that over Morbius, since it was announced.
At first, I wanted to see it, because the early clips looked cool. Then I didn't, when I learned that Morbius is a Marvel character, and I assumed that this was a Disney film. Then I did, when I found out that it's a Sony project. Then I didn't, when I saw the negative reviews of the trailers; compounded by the early reviews of the film itself. Finally, I came back to wanting to see it, kinda, when I realised that much of the negativity came from comics dweebs and Marvel/MCU fanbois, who have a perspective that's entirely irrelevant to normies. And, when it comes to Morbius, or the Spider-man universe as a whole, I'm a normie.
My eldest daughter wanted to see Death on the Nile, which didn't appeal to my youngest, and for which I'd rather nail my cock to the desk than watch. So, while my wife accompanied her to Kenneth Branagh's CGI-laden lazily tokenised wokefest this evening, I took fourteen-year-old Emily to see Morbius. We had no other expectations than to be entertained, and we both bloody loved it.
There were a couple of visually-confusing parts, notably among the final battle scenes. And a couple of jump scares. But mostly the CGI was convincing; the plot was fairly simple, yet effective enough; and the characters were engaging.
The criticism that Morbius is an origins story for a minor antagonist in the Spider-man universe is irrelevant if you look at it as a standalone character film. And that's the way that I, and I suspect most viewers, came to it.
Was it flawless? No. Was it fun? Yes. It exceeded my expectations, and we'd both watch it again. 8/10
This is the first time that I've visited the cinema—or picture playhouse, or whatever you hep katz 'n' kittenz call the kinematograph parlour these days—in Switzerland. It's strange, because the Swiss take a literal approach to the half-time interval. Whereas, in the UK the interval occurs at the scene change closest to the halfway point, here it's exactly at that point. Even if, as in this case, it occurs part way through a scene.
When the other half of the family were regaling us over dinner about the outstanding Egyptian scenery, I didn't have the heart to tell them the truth: it was filmed in the UK, and much of the splendour is the result of green screen.