netflixed

Wolverine flies around space in a snow globe in order to fulfill the Mayan calendar. Sometimes he's a Spanish Conquistador on a quest for the Tree of Life, at others a scientist seeking to cure death.

I had to see it because it's Aronofsky--I'm glad I did, but the parts which held me rapt were alas outnumbered by those which make Alex Gray's canvases look like high art.

Still, a nifty digital take on Kabalah and The Golden Bough; riverrun, past Eve and Adam's and all that--and I have come to wound the autumnal city.



Wow.