When a research facility produces a “cure” for mutants, they find that they must choose sides in a war of ideologies between Magneto and The X-Men.
I hated this film when it was first released. I have been a fan of the X-Men for more years than I care to admit to and the Dark Phoenix saga is possibly the classic X-Men story and to see this bastardised version of it caused a short circuit in my cerebral cortex. I still have a lot of problems with it; there are some serious lapses in logic, the plot has holes you could fly the Golden Gate bridge through and Vinnie Jones is still abysmal as Juggernaut. But by far the biggest problem is the dismissive way it treats its protagonists; it introduces large numbers of dispensable, second rate characters to use as cannon fodder and even the central characters were not safe; six of the best characters are disposed of for no particularly valid reason which causes any real feeling of emotion or drama to just evaporate. The dark side of Wolverine that makes him so interesting is all but stripped away leaving a be-clawed army recruitment poster in his place and worst of all, Phoenix is changed from malevolent, all-powerful galactic entity into “bad Willow” who spends most of the film just standing around doing nothing. Looked at objectively, there’s plenty of action and interesting visuals to distract a popcorn-guzzling audience – mostly provided once more by Ian McKellen’s Magneto – and it does mildly entertain.
But it pales in comparison to both the fantastic second instalment and Christopher Nolan’s Batman films.