The gods must be crazy! Thor: Love and Thunder
“Thor: Love and Thunder” is a deeply silly, goofy movie with a lot of heart and if it’s not top-tier Waititi or Marvel, it gets credit from me for zigging where I thought it would zag and for bringing a robust freshness to the often formula-bound MCU. The movie opens on a grounded tragic note with Christian Bale’s Gorr losing his daughter and being chosen by the Necrosword to slaughter all the gods. We scroll up to Jane Foster getting her chemo and then onto the framing device of Korg unspooling the tale we’re about to watch. And what unspools is at first kind of clunky. After we leave Jane (Natalie Portman reprising her role from the first two Thor movies) and Kat Dennings’ Darcy (can we please give Darcy her own series?), we’re off to a clunky start with Korg as exposition machine and a rocky Guardians of the Galaxy segment. Hemsworth is way too broad and Thor way too dense in this stretch. Quill and the gang are given shorter shrift than seems to make sense (I wasn’t expecti...