Back in 1998, the dust was only just settling on the absolute car crash that was Batman & Robin. Audiences across the world were struggling to comprehend just how awful the caped crusaders latest outing was, with many unable to sleep due to nightmarish flashbacks of George Clooneys injection moulded bat-nipples and a sheer incredulity at the amount of ice puns the writers managed to crowbar into Arnold Schwarzeneggers. The first X-Men was two years away, the first Spider-Man four years away and the next good Batman a staggering seven years over the horizon. Things looked bleak. Thankfully the R-Rated Blade was on hand to remind everyone that movies based on mainstream comic books didnt have to be shoddy mixes of cartoonish characters and questionable costume choices. Instead, Blade showed that comic book movies could be fun without being ridiculous and could stay true to the original character instead of chasing action figure licenses. Bryan Singers X-Men may be more widely credited with reviving the super-hero movie, but Blade rehabilitated the comic book genre on a whole, paving the way for what was to come over the next two decades with flair, story telling chops and a fiece sense of its own identity.
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