The Ghost of Logan: How Deadpool & Wolverine Revives the Wolverine Legacy

In the wasteland of superhero cinema, where capes flap endlessly and multiverses multiply like rabbits on Red Bull, Logan (2017) stood as a gritty, blood-soaked eulogy. Hugh Jackman’s Wolverine didn’t just die—he expired in a blaze of paternal fury and adamantium regret, claws retracted for the last time under a Texas sun. It was the end. Or so we thought. Fast-forward to 2024, and Deadpool & Wolverine crashes the party like a foul-mouthed piñata, resurrecting Old Man Logan’s spirit in a sequel that feels less like a direct follow-up and more like a chaotic wake. If we’re calling this Logan 2—and let’s be real, in the Marvel fever dream, it might as well be—it’s the rowdiest resurrection since Lazarus spiked his coffee with whiskey.

Directed by Shawn Levy, this R-rated romp pairs Ryan Reynolds’ fourth-wall-shattering Deadpool with Jackman’s grizzled Wolverine, plunking them into a multiversal blender of cameos, quips, and enough gore to make Quentin Tarantino jealous. The plot? Wade Wilson (Deadpool) is yanked from retirement by the Time Variance Authority (TVA) to save his timeline, recruiting a reluctant, variant Logan who’s nursing grudges deeper than his healing factor. What follows is a road trip through the Void—a junkyard of forgotten Marvel timelines—pitted against Cassandra Nova (Emma Corrin, channeling a telepathic Ursula the Sea Witch) and her army of multiversal rejects.

At its core, Deadpool & Wolverine is Logan’s id unleashed. The original film’s somber tones of regret and redemption get flipped into neon-soaked absurdity, but Jackman’s Wolverine carries the weight of that 2017 heartbreak like a phantom limb. His Logan here is broken—not the noble berserker of old films, but a has-been haunted by failure, echoing the paternal wounds of Logan. When he growls, “I’m not the hero you need,” it’s a gut-punch reminder of why Jackman was born to play this role. Reynolds, meanwhile, is the perfect foil: his meta-jabs (“Hugh, you look great for a guy who died!”) poke at the elephant in the room, turning resurrection into self-aware farce.

The action? Chef’s kiss. Fights are visceral ballets of katanas, claws, and improvised weapons—think Wolverine’s berserker rage meets Deadpool’s slapstick sadism. Standouts include a Honda Odyssey bloodbath and a multiversal bar brawl that nods to The Boys while honoring X-Men lore. Cameos abound (no spoilers, but brace for nostalgia whiplash), and the soundtrack— from NSYNC to Footloose—is a ’80s fever dream that somehow fits.

Critics might gripe that it’s all flash, no substance—a fair jab, as the plot prioritizes punchlines over profundity. But in a post-Endgame MCU desperate for spark, Logan 2 (sorry, Deadpool & Wolverine) delivers. It’s not the elegy Logan was; it’s the hangover party after the funeral, where the dead rise to roast their own graves. Jackman’s return proves Wolverine’s mythos endures, claws or no claws. In a genre bloated with reboots, this one’s a middle finger to mortality: Logan lives, baby. And damn, does it feel good to slash again.

Deadpool & Wolverine is streaming on Disney+ now. If you’re mourning the end of an era, grab tissues—and a barf bag for the laughs. 8/10 claws extended.

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