Having just shat all over Alien Romulus for being too derivative, it would be hypocritical if I loved Deadpool and Wolverine, a movie that’s ostensibly a series of Easter Eggs and deep cuts stitched together by a plot so thin it’s almost transparent.

I loved every fucking second of it. And I’m not ashamed of this. The MCU, running on empty for several years now, needed a massive kick up the arse. While Deadpool & Wolverine is too atypical to deliver this, it’s at least a nice break from a series of very mediocre films.

Ryan Reynolds and Hugh Jackman have the sort of comedic chemistry that Abbott and Costello or Laurel and Hardy would be jealous of if either comedy act were still alive and into comic books with extraordinary amounts of violence, inappropriate humour and enough swearing to pave the halls of hell. That’s how fucking good they are.

Yes, it helps if you understand why Channing Tatum as Gambit is, on its face, one of the funniest gags in cinema history. Or you’re the sort of person who would squee (do people still do that) at the different Wolverines, the 20th century Fox logo buried in the ground and JONNY FUCKING STORM. Or you’re likely to roll around laughing at the lines of dialogue that take a massive, self-aware dump on the current direction of the MCU. But if none of these things are likely to make your eyes twinkle with glee, I’m not sure why you’re watching this film.

I truly knew Deadpool & Wolverine was magnificent when I saw that all the edgelords with no sense of humour bemoan the lack of stakes because the main characters have regenerative powers or find the potty humour lacking sophistication, or find the CGI a bit poo. I mean, all these things are true, but none of them changes the fact that the film is a cinematic masterpiece to be forever remembered.

So, feel free to hate on this movie. I’m just gonnna “la la la la” you all into oblivion!