These Movie Prequels SUCK!

Film prequels are always going to be projects that people approach with hesitation. It's very rare that a film closes with the viewer asking "but what happened BEFORE all the cool things I just watched?" especially when the flick itself likely detailed a lot of the character's origins and prime motivations.

Still, they can be decent when handled properly, offering up insight into how events came to be, why certain characters carry baggage with them, and sometimes even showcase stories that saved our protagonists without them even knowing.

However, for every prequel that hits the perfect spot, are a handful of films that started out on the wrong foot by stepping into knee-high cat sick. These features actively took away from the source material, muddying the waters going forward with tenuous links and tortuous acting. In fact, some of these films are so bad that many fans simply deny their existence in the greater canon of the franchise, making for prequels that aren't just terrible but that absolutely sucked.

Oh and as a personal challenge I'm NOT going to be mentioning the Star Wars prequels because that would be like shooting gungans in a barrel, and as much as that would greatly please me, I'll wipe my low-hanging fruit on the faces of some other IP's instead.

Oh, Wolverine. How I both love and loathe you.

When Huge Jacked-man taking up the muttonchops of the character it felt like the final puzzle piece had slid into place, and that puzzle was of a God giving you a monstrous thumbs up. It just fit perfectly, and as time went on Jackman proved to the world over that not only was he right for the character, he pretty much was the character.

Come his final actions in Logan, cinemagoers were moved to tears at how fitting an end it was for his tenure, but it wasn't the only time we'd wept at his actions, for as much as we want to forget it, X-Men Origins: Wolverine exists.

This film was an unmitigated disaster, not only providing some absolutely terrible visual effects and acting but also sullying the name of Deadpool so badly that it would take years of persistent effort from Ryan Reynolds to undo that damage. Outside of an admittedly pretty decent opening montage, the film feels like reheated sick being piped into your veins through an IV. The dialogue is as stilted as hard cheese, the action cuts so much like it's afraid you'll notice how greasy all the visuals look, and outside of learning that Wolverine once had a family and hates baths, you learn nothing of note about the character.

And origin story should feel like it sets things in motion for future events, but instead, this film feels like a literal interpretation of it's ending, a bullet to the head of a character that stopped any progress dead in its tracks.