X-Men: First Class, or No Darwin No Peace

Marvelous! Or, the Death of Cinema

So here's a movie everyone misremembers as being really good: X-Men: First Class. Not directed by a serial rapist pedophile or rampant sex pest of adult women, but by certified hack slop directed Matthew Vaughn a.k.a. Matthew Allard de Vere Drummond. It's the first of Fox's nu-X-Men movies in a saga that will end in Dark Phoenix (or New Mutants, however the fuck this canon goes). Basically we watched Star Trek again because this is also a prequel overstuffed with fanservice and weird shit about women. Made to be watched on FX with commercial breaks or by teenage girls projecting yaoi fanfic onto young Professor X and Magneto. Stu begins this episode in the closet and ends it in the closet running a 102 degree fever.

Thank you to our $10 Executive Producers: Isaac, Porridge Fist, Walt Lewellyn of The Black Casebook, Kevin Feige doing the Shmurda Dance, Owen2, bernventers, Jim (shout out to Jim!), and jprestonpoole

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