As the X-Men story continues to unfold on the screen, I sense some sort of panicky scramble behind the scenes of this post-Bryan Singer franchise. Like, if you’re on an airplane, and you receive word that the pilot has just had a stroke, and somebody’s going to have to land the plane: who will it be? Who’s most qualified?
Why, it’s Gavin Hood– the director of Tsotsi! Thank goodness. I thought we were screwed.
Not that Bryan Singer’s take on the franchise and its characters was flawless, but Singer has a knack …

Mickey Rourke is Randy “The Ram” Robinson, the former professional wrestling star, once important enough to headline sold-out events in every major arena across the US, once relevant enough to have his own action-figure, once transcendent enough to be a character in a Nintendo game, once universal enough to be a poster on every teenaged boy’s wall. Now, he’s left to wrestle in high school gyms before a hundred or so people on weekends, working in the warehouse of a grocery store unloading trucks during the week. Now, kids have …