4-Color to 35-Millimeter: Thor: Ragnarok

A movie I love and hate in equal measure, as it’s a good general Marvel Cinematic Universe entry, it’s a very good Hulk movie, it’s a good vehicle for the characters of Thor and Loki, but it’s a simply terrible Thor movie. And it blows its attempt to adapt Thor #382 in a truly pathetic manner. It’s fun, but I hate it. I love it, but it’s awful. The great superhero movie rewatch has many feelings about Thor: Ragnarok.

An excerpt:

Worst of all, though, is that this movie redshirts the Warriors Three, and would have done the same for Sif if Jaimie Alexander wasn’t too busy starring on a TV show (which is the first nice thing I’m willing to say about Blindspot, which is a really dreadful series). It’s obvious that Hogun’s final confrontation with Hela was originally meant for Sif, and it would have been a truly despicable and horrific end to one of Marvel’s strongest female characters. But even without Sif, this is a contemptible misuse of three of Marvel’s most venerable and delightful supporting characters, who were established in Thor as being his nearest and dearest comrades. And this movie just kills them perfunctorily without even much of a fight, just so they can show how badass Hela is. Except we know how badass Hela is already—she fucking blew up Mjolnir with one hand! Her badassitude was well established, so there was no need to just cast aside Thor’s three best friends on the altar of proving it once again. Especially since Thor never once even asks about Hogun, Fandral, or Volstagg. Their deaths are never passed on to him, he never gets a chance to mourn them, or even give any indication that he gives a rat’s ass about them. The only non-family Asgardian he has any significant interactions with is Heimdall, who gets treated generally way better, I guess because he’s played by a more famous actor.