“Deadpool” is a total have-your-cake-and-eat-it-too kind of movie. A thoroughly unconventional character making jokes at the expense of the thoroughly conventional film in which he inhabits, “Deadpool” features all the greatest hits, like the origin story, the secret friends, the bland villain, the final battle atop a giant obviously CG-ed structure, unmentioned yet obvious collateral damage, it has it all. This is, after all, a comic book movie.
But it’s that rare breed of comic book movie, which is to say, it’s the R-rated kind, meant for adults though we all know the youngsters will probably eat this up. We’ve had “Watchmen” and the “Kick Ass” movies, and the very underappreciated “Punisher: War Zone,” and that’s it. And now we can add “Deadpool” to that list, which is as violent and foul mouthed as a Marvel-branded movie featuring X-Men characters will probably ever get (until the sequel anyway), and thanks to the very nature of the Deadpool character from the comics, they have something that other comic book movies can’t get away with, which is directly referencing this movie as it plays out as well as other comic book movies, bringing a weird element of meta-comedy that feels refreshing among the deluge of superhero movies we’ve been getting hit with for a few years now (and no end in sight).