Well, it’s rare that I make lj posts about movies, but I am absolutely overflowing and have to say some stuff.

So I just got back from seeing X-Men: The Last Stand, and OMFG. O- M- F- G. I don’t know if I was even this enraptured after Serenity; I think the last movie that left me this utterly delighted was The Village. I am blown away. It was so fucking good. 98% perfect, and the only problems I had were things like “it was daylight when all those cars stopped, so why are all their headlights on at the end?”

This was a beautiful, strong, daring ending to a gorgeous series. Setting aside the fact that I despise Scott and wanted to cry wis joy that he was dead, and don’t like Jean much more, just the fact that they were willing to kill off characters was fucking spectacular. Of course in typical Marvel fashion Xavier’s not really dead, but he’s not going to have his powers, and his “death” meant just as much anyway. But I fucking cheered that stupid Cyclops bit the dust… god, I hate him. The biggest point, though, is that it was an ending. I went into it expecting a good movie but not a very good ending to the trilogy/series… one of those Oh, we’ve defeated this particular menace, and now we can continue on the way we’ve been going kind of cop-out Maybe we will make more movies if we need more money shit “endings” that Hollywood, and especially the more derivative Hollywood that finds subject matter in well-established universes, is so fond of. But, no, they really ended it. Choosing to look forward with a new generation, a new (KICK-ASS) person in charge (GOD, I LOVE YOU, STORM), a new outlook on things… OMG. SO MUCH LOVE.

Also, I have to mention. The whole X-Men dilemma has often been compared to the struggle homosexuals face and blah blah blah. I always saw the merit to the comparison (mayhap because it’s cool to class one’s self wis ass-kicking super-powered hot people), but this movie really made me feel it like I never did before. Even during the brief “cure” storyline in the comic (where Rogue chose not to go through wis the treatment), I didn’t feel it. Here, I wanted to jump up like Storm and yell at them for thinking a cure was necessary or even right… I was crying so desperately hard when Mystique got shot… and begging them not to use the thing against Magneto at the end. I was really disappointed that they chose to do so, actually — not that I can say I wouldn’t do the exact same thing in their situation… it was just painful. And did the chess piece at the end twitch, or not? My sister thought it did; I wasn’t sure it wasn’t just wishful thinking.

Oh, and did you notice they had Worthington use the term “you people” toward the mutants he claimed he was trying to help? Not that I didn’t feel like he really was trying to help as far as he understood the term… it was just evidence of the mindset Xavier was trying to eradicate.

I was surprised that Rogue did choose to get the “cure,” but I thought it was an excellent choice on the part of the story-tellers… especially given that, due to the changes in age in this continuum, Rogue is not the jaded, hard-as-nails woman we know from the comic. She might have become that, but this opportunity came along too soon in her life. You know that a lot of real people who are faced with the dilemma of being abnormal in some way would do exactly the same in her place — even if it might be considered cowardly from one perspective or another. The fact that they threw someone in to illustrate that — someone close to home — is just brilliant.

And that’s what I loved most about this movie, I think… it was close to home (as much as a movie about superhumans ever can be XD), it was heart-wrenching, it was bold. They didn’t pull punches. They went out with a bang. They killed off Cyclops. Um, well, that last is a plus for me but perhaps not for everyone XD Oh, and no Gambit is another positive feature in my mind that a lot of people don’t like. But most of all I applaud them for not playing the comic-book-franchise game in which you need to leave your main characters, your main money-makers, alive and relatively unchanged so you can keep churning out story after story after redundant story — which, I believe, has always been Marvel’s greatest shortcoming: the inability to grow, to move on. As a delightfully compact portrait of the X-Men universe, this series has been practically perfect, its ending brilliant and fitting.

Of course we’ll have to sit through more stupid redundant Wolverine angst in his spinoff movie, but this one was so damn good I’ll even go see that. HO~OLY SHIT.

I am so happy I may not be able to get to sleep.