The Fantastic Four
Review by Jason Gaston
In the words of The Human Torch… Flame
on!
The comic book
medium is a tragically misunderstood one. Despite works of art like
Kingdom Come, Watchmen, The Dark Knight Returns, and
more, many people still think of them as immature things that only
kids read.
Tragically still, it appears that these same people are getting put in
charge of comic book adaptations. They don’t know the characters, they
don’t respect the characters, and they’re not going to put any effort
into a movie that doesn’t respect your intelligence. Batman Begins
did it all right… The Fantastic Four does it all wrong.
The story, in case you still care, is about four scientists who go up
into space with a billionaire named Victor Von Doom on a mission of
pure scientific discovery for the betterment of humanity. Really!
After all, how could you not trust a man named Von Doom? While up
there investigating a strange and deadly cosmic storm they are caught
in the storm and soon start developing superpowers.
In the full hour it takes for them to explain how their powers work,
we learn that the head scientist and party animal, Reed Richards, can
now stretch his body great distances like a Stretch Armstrong doll
minus the personality.
Sue Storm, probably one of the lamest characters in comic book
history, can turn invisible. Thankfully, she can also generate force
fields like her comic book character can now suddenly do – making her
a little less lame… but not a whole lot. What Jessica Alba is doing
playing a scientist is beyond me and makes about as mush sense as Tara
Reid playing one in Alone in the Dark. Trust me, female
scientists are not this hot! If they were, I would be called Doctor by
now.
Her brother is Johnny Storm who has the ability to turn himself into a
human torch hotter than the sun itself. Folks, just to reiterate a
point… this guy could destroy the world and all he can think about is
picking up chicks. I guess I too would be a little sexually insecure
if the only way I could summon my powers was by shouting, “Flame on!”
but give me a break! This guy actually tries scoring right after he
inexplicably bursts into flames for the first time. Doesn't care if he
needs a doctor... not concerned over his looks... just wants to tap
some booty.
Rounding out The Fantastic Four is Ben Grim a.k.a. The Thing who,
aside from being a super strong and super tough freak of nature who
looks like a collection of orange rocks, he also has the amazing
ability to constantly whine and complain about the way he looks. I
mean, yeah… his wife dumps him and everything, but if she’s really
that shallow of a person perhaps The Thing is better off without the
sow.
Now, the four of them must join forces and stop Victor Von Doom (who
is also mutated) from… uh… taking over the world I guess. Oh, and for
getting even with Richards for taking his woman. Actually, I think
that came first priority. Understandable… hey, it is Jessica Alba.
Rrrrow.
The first half of The Fantastic Four is like watching The Hulk
with its endless scientific exposition… only without a brain behind
it. This movie is tedious, corny, and infantile and, if that’s not bad
enough, the last thirty minutes of this movie is proof that it didn’t
have to be!
Don’t get me wrong, The Fantastic Four isn’t a completely
worthless movie by any means, but it does represent what happens when
source material isn’t taken seriously enough to respect the audience
you’re presenting it to.
This is basically a bunch of special effects and explosions with very
bad character moments to fill in the gaps that the budget wouldn’t
allow special effects and explosions. Some of the stuff these
characters say is unbelievable. For example, after explaining that
their DNA has been mutated, Susan (I think) tells the others that
their costumes have their powers too so they can wear them without
worrying about burning or stretching their clothes off.
I hope the scriptwriters realized at some point or another that
clothing doesn’t actually have DNA.
Oy! Call this movie The Fantastic Bore. From characters that are
boring to characters who are just plain irritating, this is one movie
where you’ll probably be rooting for Doctor Doom to win. At least he
had a sliver of personality.
Flame off!

