Hancock

Some melodrama and a superwoman later, it loses steam.

The strain of messianism in Will Smith movies is becoming ever more pronounced.

It becomes an entirely different film, one not really premised on the bad-superhero comedy idea, and the film is then oddly without a sense of humour, and its vague interest in satire vanishes completely.

Even though toned and watered down heavily, Hancock’s first hour (the uncut version) still conveys most of the character’s core, and the struggles he faces as a barely tolerated superhero in the streets of Los Angeles.

It's the lack of real, substantial solutions for an outlandish fantasy tale that prevents this film from being as extraordinary as Hancock himself.

Silly? Sure. However, when Smith's not trying to win Oscars he's practically perfected the art of selling silliness at the box-office.

A darker brand of comedy that Will Smith has usually dealt in over the years, and all the better for it.