Unreview: Hulk Springs Eternal

Nice Work did not go to the movies again this weekend. Instead we enjoyed a nice Father’s Day Brunch at the Milwaukee Art Museum. As we noshed we glanced around Santiago Calatrava’s soaring, light-filled Windhover hall, but we didn’t see any comics-to-movie CGI exercises, certainly none involving rampaging green giants. Sailboats on Lake Michigan, yes. Container ships, yes. Outside: skaters, bicyclists, strollers. Inside: musicians, other brunchers. But no mass destruction despite my best efforts at the buffet table.

So we didn’t see The Wonderful Hulk and have nothing to say about it. Which puts us ahead of all those pitiable movie reviewers who did see The Wonderful Hulk and still have nothing to say about it. Poor kids. Forced to compare and contrast with Ang Lee’s earlier version, or with — God help them — Iron Man. We raise our Father’s Day flute of champagne in a toast: Better You Than Me!