Wazzup Pilipinas!?
In a cinematic landscape that has seen superhero fatigue set in like a slow-rolling fog, Fantastic Four: First Steps crashes through the haze with a warmth, soul, and strength many believed lost in the genre. This isn’t just a redemption arc for Marvel’s "first family"—it’s a rededication to storytelling that values character over spectacle and emotion over empty explosions.
Tonight, I saw Fantastic Four: First Steps, and I left the theater with something I hadn’t felt in a long time: hope for the genre.
Let’s get the headline out of the way—yes, this is the best Fantastic Four movie ever made. But to leave it there would be an injustice to the film’s beating heart. This isn’t just a better FF movie; it’s one of the most heartfelt and unexpectedly intimate superhero films in years. Even Dawn, my ever-discerning movie companion, broke into spontaneous applause at the end—and trust me, that doesn’t happen often. I kept mine internal (I’m a guy, we do these things quietly), but the feeling was mutual.
A Fantastic Family, Finally
What separates this film from its predecessors is not the special effects or even the villain. It’s the family—not just the biological or scientific one, but the emotional one. This group doesn’t feel like a marketing experiment mashed together in a casting boardroom. They feel lived-in, like they’ve bickered, bonded, and braved the unknown together long before the cameras rolled.
Pedro Pascal as Reed Richards/Mr. Fantastic had the hardest task—Reed isn’t the flashiest Marvel hero, and he’s rarely portrayed with charisma. But Pascal gives him a quiet, magnetic intensity. He’s not the life of the party, but he’s the anchor. And that’s exactly what this Reed needs to be.
Vanessa Kirby’s Sue Storm is a revelation. Her performance conjures those real-life, adrenaline-fueled stories of mothers lifting cars to save their children. She’s the soul of this team, the emotional and moral compass, and Kirby inhabits her with both raw vulnerability and steely resolve.
Johnny Storm, played with a spark of rebellion but without the grating arrogance, might even surpass Chris Evans’ iconic take. He’s the youthful energy, the kinetic fire—literally and figuratively—yet still layered and nuanced.
And Ben Grimm, the ever-lovable “Thing”, is a pile of CG rocks with a soul that resonates. He’s the heart. His performance walks the tightrope between tragic and humorous without ever slipping. Dawn adored him. I did too.
A Silver Surfer Worth Surfing With
Let’s address the elephant—or should we say alien—in the room: Julia Garner as Silver Surfer. Yes, a gender-swapped Norrin Radd. Yes, it stirred online controversy. But let me say this—it works. And it works beautifully. As someone who counts Silver Surfer as their second favorite comic book character (Vision being number one), I can say with confidence: Garner understood the assignment.
Her performance captures the ethereal loneliness of a being caught between cosmic duty and lingering humanity. She doesn’t just look otherworldly—she feels it.
A Galactus-Sized Threat, With Real Stakes
Choosing Galactus as the central threat was a bold but necessary move. The scale is enormous. The stakes are existential. But unlike many recent CGI-fueled apocalypses, this one feels earned. There’s a palpable sense of dread, but it never drowns the story. It enhances it.
And yet, despite the cosmic scale, this is not just an action film. This is a story about a family facing the impossible together. It’s about resilience, connection, and yes—hope.
A New Era for Marvel?
Something is shifting. Two weeks ago, Superman reignited my belief in DC. Tonight, Fantastic Four rekindled it for Marvel.
It feels as if the studios finally read the room. Audiences are tired of flashy trailers with hollow payoffs. What we want now are stories that remind us why we cared about these characters in the first place.
This film gives us that—and more.
Sure, my inner critic could nitpick. That analytical voice never completely shuts off. But none of those details interfered with my enjoyment. This film made me feel something, and that’s rare these days.
9/10 — And Two Reasons to Stay Seated
There are two post-credit scenes: one mid-credits that hints at something big, and a final stinger that’s pure fluff. Both are worth sticking around for—if not for hints of what’s to come, then for the feeling that maybe, just maybe, Marvel has found its footing again.
Final Thought: Watch “Doomed”
Before I sign off, do yourself a favor. After watching Fantastic Four: First Steps, pull up Doomed on YouTube. It’s a documentary about Roger Corman’s hilariously tragic attempt at the first-ever FF movie. It’s bizarre, it’s fascinating—and it makes you appreciate just how far we’ve come.
So go see it. Bring someone you love. And let yourself believe again in the power of a good story, well told.
Let me know what you think. I’ll be applauding in my head right alongside you.
Ross is known as the Pambansang Blogger ng Pilipinas - An Information and Communication Technology (ICT) Professional by profession and a Social Media Evangelist by heart.
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