Okay, fine: X-Men Origins: Wolverine 2: Cruise Control -- Claw Harder. Shit's called Wolverine, folks. Anyway, this is my other Big Dumb Summer Movie I Am Drooling Over.
Truthfully, I hope there's not as much "Logan rides a motorcycle and mopes over his dead lady friend" than this clip suggests, but if they can keep that crap down to a shout, I will be all set. Two things, neither of which are about Ryan Reynolds or his arms (I know, right?):
1) Cyclops as a teenager looks like it's the area where this movie most clearly establishes itself as outside the original X-Men movies (I mean, this is a prequel, but Scott would have remembered Wolverine when they met as adults). And honestly, who cares? More importantly: isn't a teen Cyclops perfect? Isn't that the only way Cyclops should ever be presented? These mutants are metaphors, after all. And what does Cyclops do whenever he's unrestrained by his repressive goggles? He shoots uncontrollable laser beams in every direction. Without any control or stamina.
2) Taylor Kitsch as Gambit gives me a lady-boner. I realize that I am not a lady and I can get a normal man-boner just like all the other boys in school. But there's something about Taylor that seems pointed directly at all the ladies in the room. And I want in on that action.