
As I've pointed out in other reviews, Marvel and its parent company, Walt Disney, have perfected the art of churning out superhero movies. They've created a universe and, more importantly, a lighthearted sense of adventure, that has become consistent across all their many properties. The Fantastic Four is one of the few Marvel properties that Disney doesn't own the film rights to and so lives outside of that universe. Those rights were purchased by Fox over a decade ago and they would have expired at the end of this year if Fox hadn't released another movie version. The difference in tone between the two studios is noticeable from the start.
There is greater level of seriousness to this story than in the Disney Marvel films and a much grittier feel to it than the borderline campy Fantastic Four movies of 2005 and 2007. While at first this a good thing, grounding its outlandish aspects in a more realistic seeming world, eventually it threatens to overcome the movie and become almost tedious. There are almost zero moments of comic relief and when they do come they aren't directed or edited with a light enough touch to make them count. The scene where the four men get drunk and decide to test out their dimension hopping machinery would have been a great opportunity for some light comedy, but the moment is wasted.
With so many superhero movies coming out, to tell you the plot of this film in detail would be redundant. Suffice to say, a group of young men, and one woman, develop superpowers following an accident and they end up doing battle with one of their number when the power he is given drives him insane. Those looking for lots of superhero action are probably the ones being the most disappointed as it takes awhile for this origin story to tell its tale. There's lots of backstory told in the film's first hour before the accident that gives them their powers even happens. The only out and out moments of super powered battle is during the climactic final 15 minutes. On the plus side though, the entire film only runs an hour and forty minutes, which is a blessed relief after the epic sized running times of most superhero films.
The central cast of four is one of the film's greatest strengths. Miles Teller, who starred in last year's buzzworthy Whiplash along side JK Simmons, is the anchor as the brainiac Reed Richards. His ability to stretch his body into any shape is finally able to be given free rein with the help of today's computers. Kate Mara and Michael B. Jordan are both good as the siblings Sue and Johnny Storm and Toby Kebbell is appropriately glowering and menacing as Victor Von Doom. Jamie Bell is fine as Ben Grimm, who is ultimately transformed into the rock-like Thing, but feels underused as an actor.
With such bad buzz surrounding this film, my expectations going in were very low. Perhaps this helped me appreciate it more, because I'm going to go against the grain here and say that I actually enjoyed it. Was it simply that audiences were expecting something closer in tone to the lighthearted Ant-Man or quip-filled The Avengers films? Or could it be that audiences are finally starting to grow even the slightest bit tired of the superhero genre? Granted the film does have its flaws and it could have used a little sparking up, but trust me, it's not the abysmal failure it's being made out to be.
Director Josh Trank and the studio clashed during filming and the final edit was taken away from him and additional footage was shot without him. He recently took to Twitter to say, "A year ago I had a fantastic version of this. And it would've received great reviews. You'll probably never see it. That's reality though." He's right about one thing at least. We'll probably never see it, although who knows, it took 30 years, but Richard Donner was finally able to put out a Director's Cut of Superman II when something similar happened to him. Until that happens with this film, I guess we won't know who's responsible for what or who's to blame for the bad and the good elements that make up this film.




















