The Wolverine

A multimillion dollar pile of tedium.

Most of all, I love being able to say finally that Hugh Jackman killed as The Wolverine.

Japan seems valued more for its scenery and costumes than anything having to do with its character.

The action is swift, Jackman is jacked, and the 3D looks great. Where the film falters is the final act, which turns into a silly cartoon.

It's a relief to come across a blockbuster that finds a location and stays there, rather than hopping desperately from one place to the next ...

A gingery palate cleanser in a summer of overcooked Big Macs.

While not entirely devoid of problems, The Wolverine proves it can heal from its wounds to deliver an underrated and satisfying experience.



An improvement from the first solo Wolverine movie, but still only serves as a throttled version of what is capable with the character.

... James Mangold... stages some impressive scenes but can’t overcome a busy script from Mark Bomback and Scott Frank.

Audiences want smarter, more dramatic superhero films. Well, now they’ve got one.