The ingredients for a first-rate experience are all here until the story unfolds.

It’s equal parts fervently funny, grossly graphic and utterly absurd.

An origin story with no intention of avoiding the inevitable battle sequences.

Forges its own path as a fun, original film that both stands on its own and fits into the larger Marvel Universe.

The entire film feels like it’s stuck in a post-coital coma.

An experience that goes off the rails almost from boarding.

Edgy with a rough-hewn style and the grace of a gorilla ordering a pale Pouilly-Fuissé.

A drawn-out reminder of “the grass is always greener” syndrome.

Celebrates the downtrodden people, outcasts and defiant dreamers in a musical that you didn’t know that you needed to see.

No film in 2017 surprised me more than this one.

Feels as if del Toro borrowed and updated a campy 1950s sci-fi thriller.

Has the feel of a potluck dinner gone bad.