Last month, after I posted my second part of “Deadpool and the Author is Dead”, I decided I need to bridge the gap in my knowledge and see the movie. I’ve read the comics and I already loved him and I’ve loved Ryan Reynolds since the beginning.
Anyway, I was nervous about seeing the movie. Despite its reception in the geek and geeky feminist community. I was worried about it becoming yet another dirty-joke, racist, sexist piece of garbage caught on film. Ultimately, that it wouldn’t live up to the character and his fans.
My sister and I made out way to a lonely little IMAX theater in the middle of a local desert (remind me to talk about desert Gothic sometime, because a theater in the middle of nowhere is a qualification). We were late because IMAX theaters in the middle of a desert are hard to get to they are only visible on the horizon. Luckily, we only missed the previews.
.9 seconds into “Angel of the Morning” and I already loved it.
Mind, this isn’t a review; I’m bad at them.
To get it out of the way, here’ s my review: Deadpool‘s great. I’m dying for the DVD release in May. I want even more Deadpool stuff.
I want to talk about what I’ve been talking about low the first and second part of this series: Deadpool and queer representation. Loz already [hl] addressed it slightly and I do agree with him. However, there is something we can’t forget in our quest for complex under-represented–people of color, queer, women–characters: they’re complex.
Wade Wilson has a girlfriend.
He has a girlfriend, is in a monogamous relationship with her, and is pansexual. That’s where people get thrown. A pansexual individual, not unlike a heterosexual or homosexual individual, doesn’t come across just anybody and become a demon ball of lust. He loves Vanessa, he’s faithful to her. That doesn’t make him any less of a pansexual.
Humans are complicated. It’s funny that we forget that.
On that point, the Deadpool comics are used as evidence of both:
- He is pansexual
- He’s not pansexual; it’s a punchline.
In the movie, too, when he kisses the stalker-pizza guy on the cheek, it’s considered a joke. In my opinion, while funny, it’s neither. It was a Godfather kiss: a promise of pain. Regardless of what the showrunners and actors said.
So, Fandom to the rescue. And, like sexuality, fandom is fluid and canon is up to interpretation. How very Deadpool, yes?
Think of the Bechdel Test, the Mako Mori Principle, the Fury Road Rule. All of these are taking canon works and holding them up as defining principles other works are held against. Like those, the Deadpool Rule is that “[The] overt statements of queerness should always be read as literal, not joking, because queerness isn’t a fucking joke.”
As far as Wade Wilson getting a boyfriend in future films, of course I’d be on board. But, not at the expense of Vanessa’s life or happiness. If she leaves, it has to be on her terms. Not Deadpool’s, not the writers’, and definitely not the producers’.
Moral of my three-part post: Everything is until it isn’t, everything isn’t until it is, and I’ve got Gail Simone saying he’s definitely pan, so suck it.