Hancock

I might be able to forgive Hancock for the three homophobic jokes in the first 10 minutes, but I can't forgive it for being agonizingly dull. The film tries to give a little meat to the comic-action-superhero genre, but it rarely succeeds. Will Smith in angsty, I-don't-know-who-I-am mode is just not that interesting.

Hancock is an amnesiac superhero who drinks, berates those he saves and is, as almost everyone he saves or comes across notes, an asshole. He saves Jason Bateman from an oncoming train, and Bateman, a PR man, then decides to help Hancock reform his image. Turns out, all is not as it seems, and we get about an hour of Hancock going through his identity crisis.

The gay-sex innuendo is really out of place. There might actually have been a funny head-up-your-ass moment if the joke hadn't already been beaten to death.

I'm all for good summer diversion, but Hancock is more annoying than diverting.