Weve seen darker, grimmer versions of Superman and other heroesbut the new Fantastic Four reboot goes beyond darkness, into actual self-loathing. Its kind of bizarre.
Fantastic Four seems honestly mortified to exist. This movies central storyline is less a plot, and more a shame spiral.
So when I say that Fantastic Four is a self-loathing movie, I mean two different things: First of all, this movie delivers all of its superhero elements in an apologetic fashion, as if it honestly doesnt know how it could have foisted something so idiotic onto you, the discerning consumer. Theres a certain farted in public aura clinging to anything comic-booky, to the extent that I can only imagine how the makers of this film would have handled the Fantasticar if theyd made a sequel.
And second of all, the characters themselves seem to have a high degree of revulsion, which goes beyond the standard superhero-movie angst. In most versions of the Fantastic Four storyline, Ben Grimm (Jamie Bell) struggles with his appearance and feels like a monster, and this is sort of a sad undertone against which the comic notes are playedits a tough balance to strike. But in this film, all of the characters seem resentful and depressed, even before they are afflicted with superpowers. Even Johnny Storm (Michael B. Jordan) seems more angry than happy-go-lucky. (There are a lot of daddy issues in this film, too. Which, you know, is a welcome change from all the daddy issues weve been having lately in pop culture.)
Even as we go through all the motions of a normal plot, the films undercurrent of nihilism suggests that with great power comes moderate ennui. After a while, you wonder why these people arent forming a shoe-gazer band instead of exploring the Negative Zone. (Although its not called the Negative Zone for some reasonhere, its called Planet Zero, as if its the place where Coke Zero comes from.)