Deadpool

Critic's Grade: B

Within the first 10 minutes of Deadpool, the titular "merc with the mouth" graphically slaughters a baker's dozen of goons to a soundtrack of "Shoop," breaks the fourth wall by talking to the audience, punches multiple scrotums, drops more f-bombs than Tony Montana and takes a bullet directly up the butthole while giggling about it. Deadpool hits all origin-story beats, right down to the eventual final brawl in which the big-bad kidnaps his girl (only here, she's a prostitute). And while the basics beats are duly covered in viscera and dick jokes, your tolerance for the film is going to depend wholly on how much you like the concept of a superhero who's a douchier version of Ferris Bueller and also an invincible ninja. Deadpool doesn't reinvent the wheel. But it does teabag it. And sometimes that's enough. Rated R.

Willamette Week