20th Century Fox
Rated PG-13 for sci-fi action violence, and for language...
Running time: 106 minutes.

Fantastic Four feels like a 100-minute trailer for a movie that never happens. At this point in the ever-expanding cinematic superhero game, it behoves filmmakers who gets involved to have at least a mildly fresh take on their characters and material, but this third attempt to create a worthy cinematic
franchise from the first of Stan Lee and Jack Kirby's iconic comic book creations, which can genuinely claim to have launched the Age of Marvel, proves maddeningly lame and unimaginative. Die-hard fans undoubtedly showed up, so did the box-office results for this Fox release fell far short of what Marvel achieves with its own in-house productions.

The latest reboot of the Fantastic Four — the cinematic equivalent of malware — is worse than worthless. It not only scrapes the bottom of the Marvel-movie barrel; it knocks out the floor and sucks audiences into a black hole of soul-crushing, coma-inducing dullness. And, guess what, it's an origin story. That's right. A gifted young cast (Miles Teller,
Kate Mara, Jamie Bell, Michael B. Jordan) has been hired to freshen the plot, like an old LovePeddler trying to pass as jailbait. No go.

So, of course, they jump into the teleporter and get transformed into — spoiler alert! — the Fantastic Four.
Except nothing about this misbegotten, cynical attempt at franchise-rebuilding is fantastic. That includes the crude, cheap-looking, unspecial effects that turn Reed into the stretchy Mr. Fantastic, Johnny into the Human Torch, Sue into the Invisible Woman and Ben into a pile of rocks called The Thing. Fantastic Four is a pile of something, too. You fill in the blank.

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