X-Men Collection X-Men/X2 - Full Screen Edition 2003 Horror Movie Review

X-Men
It’s a rare comic-book movie that doesn’t fall over its cape introducing all the characters, and X-Men is the exception, dropping us into a world that is closer to our own than Batman‘s Gotham City, but is still home to super-powered heroes and villains. Opening in high seriousness with paranormal activity in a World War II concentration camp and a senatorial inquiry into the growing “mutant problem”, Bryan Singer’s film sets up a complex background with economy and establishes vivid, strange characters well before we get to the fun. There’s Halle Berry flying and summoning snowstorms, James Marsden zapping people with his “optic beams,” Rebecca Romijn-Stamos shape-shifting her blue naked form, and Ray Park lashing out with his Toad-tongue. The big conflict is between Patrick Stewart’s Professor X and Ian McKellen’s Magneto, super-powerful mutants who disagree about their relationship with ordinary humans, but the characters we’re meant to identify with are Hugh Jackman’s Wolverine and Anna Paquin’s Rogue. There are in-jokes enough to keep comics fans engaged, but it feels more like a science-fiction movie than a superhero picture. —Kim Newman

  X2: X-Men United
X2 does a fine job of picking up where X-Men left off, giving fans more of what they liked the first time around. Under the serious-minded custody of returning director Bryan Singer, the second film of this Marvel comics franchise ups the ante on Professor Xavier (Patrick Stewart) and the superhero mutants from the first film, pitting them against a mutant-hating scientist (Brian Cox) who’s determined to wipe out the mutant race by tricking Xavier into abusing his telepathic powers. More a series of spectacles than a truly satisfying thriller, X2 introduces new mutant allies while giving each of the X-Men alumni—notably the temporarily helpful Magneto (Ian McKellen)—their own time in the spotlight. Well aware of the parallels between “mutantism” and virulent intolerance in the real world, Singer lends real gravity to the proceedings, injecting dramatic urgency into a continuing franchise that, in lesser hands, might’ve grown patently absurd. —Jeff Shannon