Lots of fun, really - except for Anna Paquin's extremely mopey Rogue.
Now I only need to decide whether I want to attend Professor Xavier's School
for Exceptional Children, or Hogwarts :)
As if I had a chance of getting into either.
By the way I saw a Dursley-ish boy at the theatre in the possession of what
was at least three successive containers of popcorn. Large ones.
- I was at the customer-service desk in my local grocery after the movie. A
woman in her forties or fifties was also there, and discovered in idle chat
that we'd just been to the movies.
"Oh, what did you see?"
"The X-Men," I replied. I swear she looked at me like I had three heads :)
Well, I don't care. Silver-haired or no, I got the right. I read the X-Men
back before some of their current fans were even =born=, I reckon.
I gotta say Jackman as Wolverine is =cute=, even with all the excess
face-fuzz. Strips well, too, (mm-HMM) as they used to say. (In THE X-MEN,
whenever Jean Gray can't think of anything else to do with a patient, which
is always, she strips 'em and sticks electrodes all over 'em.)