Just got in from The Huntsman: Winter's War
I guess I kind a needed to end the streak. Jungle book exceeded expectations. Criminal exceeded expectations (by a lot). Winter's War was almost exactly
what I expected, which was fun. Burst out laughing twice fun (off the same joke, because they called it correctly it was funny enough to tell twice), but mostly an absolutely ordinary B-grade fantasy movie. I wish I'd waited for a Saturday matinee because that would have really completed the traditional nature of the fare not because cheaper would be better but because coming out of the theater into a sunny afternoon would just fit. Some nice scenery digital and practical, one twist I didn't see coming and greatly appreciated, light comic relief from dwarves, and swordplay swordplay swordplay (only replace half those swords with hatchets and half of what's left with long knives).
I'm glad it didn't take itself overly seriously and I'm strangely glad Chris Helmsworth was equal parts charming and smug. He knows full well he's the hero of the last movie and probably the hero of this movie too, destined to pretty much beat down anything the plot heaves into his path. It gives him a well earned nonchalance as he pounds mooks, minions, and full scale mid-bosses into the ground. And lots of fully justified girl power in this flic with the Huntsman's opposite number and two world-striding witches.
So no spoilers, no rants to hide until after you've seen it. Just a couple hours of the visual equivalent of sword & sorcery comfort food. Now to cook some actual food