I watched Thor Thursday night. Also Friday night. To be honest, I wasn’t expecting to enjoy it. I’m not a Thor fan and only went to see it the first time because I was invited to a free screening. But the movie blew me away.
If you’re not familiar with the story (or Norse mythology), the thunder god Thor is the son of Odin, who’s basically the Norse Zeus. In the movie, Thor is banished to earth for flagrantly disregarding his father’s express orders. After his expulsion, Thor must grow from a selfish, arrogant boy to a mature, wise man in order to protect his homeland of Asgard.
Admittedly, parts of the movie are slightly corny. There’s one kiss, and around five curse words. The violence is standard PG-13 fantasy fare; lots of swords and punches, but only surface cuts actually bleed (with the one exception of one character being stabbed and we see some blood on the sword). Characters reference drinking a few times, and two characters are seen drinking in a bar. But that’s about it. No innuendo or worse, not foul expletives flying every minute.
The acting was quite good from all quarters, especially from Chris Hemworth, who played Thor (Trekkies will recognize him as Kirk’s father in J.J. Abrams reboot), and Tom Hiddleston, who played Loki. The story was tight and well-developed, character-driven rather than explosion-driven. The message was excellent, applauding self-sacrifice, nobility, and compassion over self-aggrandizement, rashness, and selfishness.