In which I nerd.
For C.O.P.S. class this week we were supposed to write a review of a Tumblr, Twitter or Facebook post. After much (not really) contemplation, I chose the this piece. My review follows:
1962: Wolverine tells Erik and Charles to fuck off.
2000-2003: Erik and Charles troll the shit out of him.
The convoluted and retconned world Marvel’s X-Men populate is an endless source for in-jokes and humorous re-imaginings. Fans are often the ones to find the hidden twists that, while mocking, open up and realign their overwritten histories into something greater.
That Wolverine is the product of a government experiment is common enough knowledge, as is his metal-alloy skeleton and remarkable healing powers. Remembering that before the dip into a vat of adamantium he was merely the practically ageless Logan, born in the 1880s, is less so—though the fourth and fifth entries into the X-Men film canon did bring these details into a more public sphere.
It is the dedicated fan, however, that not only remembers Wolverine’s pre-snickity-snick history, but uses it to cuttingly re-examine his relationship to Professor X and Magneto. Before the two men were Logan’s mentor and enemy, they were just Charles and Erik, men who’s memories are clearly longer than those of the original Weapon X.
