When a series' penultimate release is subtitled Armageddon, as Bryan Singer's 2016 X-Men outing was, it's probably difficult to effectively raise the stakes. But by this point, I'm more than ready to say goodbye. How we got from haunting Holocaust imagery and Hugh Jackman's feral screen debut to shape-shifting aliens and Jessica Chastain in an Edgar Winter wig is, quite frankly, beyond me. He said, “I'm not angry so much as just done with it all,” and that feels like the appropriate response to writer/director Simon Kinberg's franchise conclusion, as well. I recently asked my brother, a longtime Game of Thrones fan who'd become increasingly disappointed with the HBO series, what he thought of the show's widely disliked final season. Yet even if, like me, you've dutifully and, for the most part, agreeably stuck with the superheroes since the mutants' cinematic start in 2000, it's impossible to imagine anyone shedding even a hint of a tear at Dark Phoenix, the apparently final X-Men entry before the team gets an inevitable makeover in a few years' time. Another summer-movie weekend another threat of impending global annihilation.
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