Ultimate fanboy site Ain’t It Cool has savaged The Fantastic Four. These guys know from comics, so I almost decided to pass. Late Saturday night the kids were in bed and I decided to indulge even without an authoritative recommend from the fanboys.
The Verdict: The fanboys weren’t wrong. They were too severe, but The Fantastic Four is not nearly what it could be.
I don’t have the same degree of resentment the professional nerds do because I lived through the many terrible attempts to adapt comics to the screen before the early breakthrough of Christopher Reeve’s Superman and the signal event of Tim Burton’s Batman, which opened the floodgates for a series of far better efforts than what went before with wretched attempts at portraying heroes like Spiderman and Captain America. Television’s The Hulk wasn’t bad, but it was an absolute rip-off of The Fugitive and the basic schtick got old fast.
Within the period of reasonably good superhero flicks I have to rank Fantastic Four well below the Sam Raimi Spiderman flicks, below the Batman films except the wretched George Clooney version, and about even with Ben Affleck’s Daredevil and Ang Lee’s Hulk. (Like how I mix actors and directors? I’m not willing to look up whatever I can’t remember about each film. I have to add quickly that Ang Lee’s Hulk could have been great, but succumbed to a chaotic plot in the last 45 minutes.)
The problem with Fantastic Four is that it lacks action and takes way too many liberties with the original story. Doctor Doom’s handling is particularly egregious. Instead of a man horribly scarred and encased in armor, we have Doom joining the original space incident with the Four and mutating just like they do. He’s also no longer a dictator of a small nation, but is instead a business tycoon. No, no, no. It doesn’t work. In order to tell an origin story, too many important things end up getting collapsed into more efficient form. Not great here.
There is an upside. Michael Chiklis is very good as The Thing. He looks right both in and out of costume and does a nice job of portraying Ben Grimm’s pain at being the one member of the team to be horribly deformed, despite his power.
Again, I have to emphasize that if this film had been released during the bad old days of superhero flicks, I’d be praising it through the roof. But the bar has been long ago raised, and FF trips over it.