Friday 3 May 2013

Would Wolverine be happier as an average Joe?




New Marvel movie trailers for Wolverine film suggest old Logan becomes less of a mutant and more of a man.

It's no secret that the Wolverine often takes a dim view of his immortality, after all, it must be somewhat tiresome to be the hardest dude on the block and have razor-sharp claws sprout from your hands every time you find yourself in a wee spot of bother with a stray psychopath who's overstepped the mark.

In the new Wolverine movie the disgruntled Marvel hero is offered the chance to "end his eternity" by a wealthy businessman in Japan who Logan rescues from an atomic blast.
Now while the grass is always greener, one has to wonder why the Adamantium augmented hot head that is Wolverine is so keen to take up an offer which will deny him of all his animal-keen senses, enhanced physical attributes and superhuman healing properties. The mind boggles.

After all, if most people were to ask what mutant they'd like to be for the day, the majority would say 'Wolverine.' The brooding barfly is the most popular of all the X-Men. Yet you wouldn't catch the likes of Professor Xavier banging on about his 'eternal hell' in the same way this mutant muscle Mary does.
It's very much a case of poor me, poor me, pour me another drink with Wolverine, but that's why he so longs to be a human, because deep down he's a whining malcontent like the rest of us. The only difference is Logan actually does something about his problems, and they usually end up with him kicking some serious ass.
Before he bites the bullet and embraces mortality Wolverine would do well to remember what happened to old Clark Kent in Superman II. We didn't cheer when he bathed in red Kryptonian sunlight and became a man, we sort of despised him for his weakness. But how we roared our approval when he reverses the transformation, becomes Superman and saves the universe, yet again.

So buck you ideas up dog man! The world and the popcorn munching public needs super-heroes and you're a killing machine who destroys the bad guys. You're the best at what you do and what you do isn't very nice, but it's a damn sight more entertaining than watching you being dragged around the shops of a Saturday morning with the missus whilst nursing a hangover and dreaming of being somewhere and someone else.


What's up with you bitch!




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