Hugh Jackman once more impersonates Logan, Marvel Comics' indestructible superhero, whose hands sprout lethal knives (not unlike the one Laurence Olivier keeps up his sleeve in Marathon Man) and whose wounds heal themselves. In somewhat dubious taste, Logan strikes up a friendship in a Japanese PoW camp with a senior guard he saves from incineration during the film's lovingly staged destruction of Nagasaki by the second atom bomb in 1945.
Having wandered in the wilderness for decades (after all he is immortal), Logan is lured back to present-day Japan to do battle with samurai, yakuzas, ninjas (and a beautiful mutant called Viper) to help out his now elderly friend and beautiful granddaughter (Tao Okamoto). It's loud, spectacular, dull, humourless and predictable. But during the final credits, Patrick Stewart in a wheelchair and Ian McKellen under a fedora apprehend Logan at an airport to tell him that his real home is with them, Xavier and Magneto, in the X-Men.
Source: http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2013/jul/28/the-wolverine-3d-review
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