I finally got to watch Thor: Ragnarok, and as a guy who grew up reading Thor comics, I found things that I liked and disliked.
Hela was great. She made a great villain, with her knife-y powers that enabled her to take on giants or entire armies. In the original comics, she wasn’t as formidable, or at least not that I recall; I think she usually just commanded armies of the dead to fight for her. Which she also did here, but not to that extent.
Much was said, upon the film’s release, about Valkyrie not being a strictly white woman. I can certainly understand the concern. The Valkyries are kind of emblematic of the whole Norse mythology thing, and when one hears Wagner’s signature tune, one doesn’t usually picture a multiethnic group riding down from the sky on winged steeds. Still, despite my usual dislike of politically-correct casting decisions, I thought it was fine here: after all, the Asgard of the Marvel Cinematic Universe was a cosmic city-state that had conquered dozens of worlds in the past; and it would only logically follow that they would integrate various races into the larger Asgardian society, especially through the auspices of the military. Look at the character of Hogun the Grim: in the films, he was portrayed by the great Japanese actor Tadanobu Asano. The Hogun of the comics wasn’t overtly portrayed as being non-white, but it was kind of hinted at, especially the way his eyes were usually drawn. I always just figured that he was part of a conquered race; why wouldn’t the Valkyrie be also? Barbara Norris, the Valkyrie of the comics (especially Defenders), was never that interesting anyway. And the actress who plays the character in this film is gorgeous.
Speaking of Hogun, I didn’t at all like the way that the Warriors Three went out like punks; I don’t think any of them had more than two minutes of screen time, except for Hogun, who had a slightly larger role. I’m surprised the original actors agreed to come back for such walk-on parts. In any case, as a fan of the comic, I didn’t like how they were dispatched in so ignominious a manner. That’s war, I guess, but they deserved better.
Jeff Goldblum’s Grandmaster served the plot well enough, but of course the original character was much more enigmatic, almost god-like in the way he tossed around powerful heroes and villains for his games. Goldblum’s character was just a guy who managed to set himself up as a warlord in a hostile environment, played more for laughs than anything else.
It’s great to see Karl Urban in absolutely anything, and his portrayal of the Executioner here was fine, Cockney accent notwithstanding. The original Skourge was never that interesting a character, more to fill a space when a team of villains such as the Masters of Evil were getting together; it’s nice that he redeemed himself here, although it also means we’ll never see that character again. (Urban is the king of sci-fi/fantasy film series – he’s now made appearances in the Marvel films, Lord of the Rings trilogy, and even bagged the role of McCoy in the Star Trek reboot – hey Karl, save some characters for the rest of the actors, huh? Oh, and he gets to go home to girlfriend Katie Sackhoff. FML.)
We also finally got to see Surtur, the Fenris Wolf, and even Ragnarok, things which were alluded to in the comics as far back as probably 1965. It’s a shame that the plot called for Asgard to be destroyed, and Ragnarok, such as it was, didn’t end up in a cinematic free-for-all with Asgardian warriors duking it out with frost giants, trolls, demons, et al. (Heck, the frost giants weren’t even really mythical beings, but an alien race.) I guess I’m just underwhelmed by the Twilight of the Gods, which had always been hyped as this impossibly momentous event which would sweep away the old gods in a cataclysm of fire and bloody death.
Oh well. Despite its flaws, it was a fun film. Nice to see some of these characters on the big screen, even if in altered or diluted form. It’s only been, what, 50 years since many of them were imagined by Jack Kirby and Stan Lee? This was the sort of movie we comic book readers dreamed of seeing when we were kids, so who am I to complain now?