Elizabeth saves the worlds... from a boring Dr Strange
Doctor Strange In The Multiverse Of Madness
Cert 12A, 2hrs 6mins ★★★★★ Wild Men
Cert 15A, 1hr 44mins ★★★★★
From a clunky opening that could have tumbled straight out of Doctor Who to an early scene involving a bus-chomping octopus that is pure Ghostbusters, one thing quickly becomes clear: Doctor Strange In
The Multiverse Of Madness is no film for proper grown-ups.
Yes, it may appeal to hardcore Marvel fans (there’s barely a Marvel film that doesn’t) and the more committed Benedict Cumberbatch completists, but for the rest of us? Definitely not so much
– I felt uninvolved after 15 minutes and dangerously close to bored as we ran into the second hour.
And I like most Marvel films. If it hadn’t been for the fine work by Elizabeth Olsen as Wanda Maximoff – otherwise known as the Scarlet Witch – I might have given up.
As one of the most complex female characters in the entire franchise – she’s both in mourning and desperate to be reunited with children who may only exist in her magical imagination – Olsen is the best thing in it by… well, a serious multiverse or three.
Ah, the multiverse, that mind-bending notion that in umpteen parallel universes alternate versions of our lives are being played out simultaneously.
It’s not even six months since this fiendishly clever concept enabled three different SpiderMen to appear in the same film, producing one of the great cinematic highlights of 2021.
But here – as Strange (Cumberbatch) and Sorcerer Supreme Wong (Benedict Wong) hurtle from one world to another with the help of their new, young universe-hopping friend, America Chavez (Xochitl Gomez) – it’s already looking old hat.
Michael Waldron’s screenplay might have a few nice lines, but it feels emotionally and structurally flat, while director Sam Raimi, who made all three of Tobey Maguire’s Spider-Man films, seems more interested in channelling his earlier Evil Dead franchise. Frankenstein, Beetlejuice and Carrie are just three that come to mind as things take a turn for the grisly.
With one or two franchise favourites returning in alternate roles (this is the multiverse, after all) and a contrived feeling cameo from X-Men star Patrick Stewart, you can see how hard Waldron and Raimi are working. But with the American accented Cumberbatch on unremarkable form and far too much talk of ‘dark-holds’ and ‘dream-walking’, I came out weary of endless visual effects and universes but full of new admiration for Olsen.
If you have to go and see it, go see it for her.
For those who found the muscles, machismo and sheer Viking-ness of The Northman a little too much, let me recommend Wild Men, a slightly dark Scandinavian comedy that, among other things, pokes gentle fun at our new-found enthusiasm for bloodthirsty Norse marauders.
The film opens with an imposing fur-clad warrior hunting for food. But when he fails to kill a deer with his bow and arrow… he marches into a supermarket and tries to trade one of his furs for food.
But they’re having none of it – it’s cash or card.
Martin’s midlife crisis, of which trying to live off the land is just the latest part, has had another setback.
From there we launch into a Tarantino-esque plot that sees Martin (Rasmus Bjerg) teaming up with a runaway drug smuggler, while they try to stay ahead of the pursuing police, the smuggler’s former accomplices and Martin’s furious wife.
What results is both funny and gently moving.