Some Thoughts on Deadpool 2

I have a lot of problems with this movie. Problems that have mellowed now that I’ve watched it a second and third time, but problems, nonetheless. I’m only going to talk about a few here, though, because it could wind up a twelve page dump of irritation if I don’t limit myself. The first viewing was really difficult to enjoy it once I realized it was a man pain plot--which, happens almost immediately (and no, I don’t care that the ending time-nonsense means she’ll probably be hale and whole if there’s a place for her in the next film’s plot). Killing or endangering the woman to give the man his angsty purpose is just lazy writing at this point. (And I say this as someone who used the trope five years ago and still rolls her eyes at herself for it.) This is a personal thing, and listening to others talk about what they loved in the film, it probably won’t bug others. I’ve never enjoyed secondary embarrassment humor, or body humor. They feel like the last refuge of the grown-up twelv