Just caught the midnight debut of X-Men Origins: Wolverine, the first "blockbuster" of the summer movie season. The film was reasonably entertaining, but it struck me as a fairly joyless affair, with the requisite elements of a super-hero flick dutifully assembled. There wasn't the spark nor the soul we saw at the center of last summer's Iron Man or The Dark Knight, though, which were two very different but equally admirable examples of how to pull off the genre with panache.
