Hela is hella good.
As Marvel churns out the same film, over and over, the few which have truly captured my fancy (and I was a longtime comic book guy) have been those willing to mess with the formula.
The third chapter in Thor’s saga scores with its humor, its eyepopping colors, and use of Immigrant Song to punctuate a slo-mo throw-down.
But it’s Blanchett, ultra-refined Aussie unleashed as a wicked universe-killer, who makes things pop.
Swaggering across the screen, sneer crackin’ like a whip, Hela makes Thanos look like a JV benchwarmer.
Kneel before your goddess of death.