I went for the movie for one reason. One man: Hugh Jackman.

And when I left the theatre, my thoughts were exactly this, “What I want is what I got” (Westlife is so incredibly relatable) I was awed. And so was the rest of the audience. I didn’t know I was the only one. Until… Bobby’s entry was met with rapt silence, Charles Xavier’s entry was met with more silence. And the Wolverine’s entrance was marked by a cigar and loud applause, coupled with cheers.

Half (more than that, really) of the audience was there for the same reason we were: Hugh Jackman.

Incredible it was. Not just Hugh Jackman, but also the dialogues, and the scenes. There was a brilliant scene of Quicksilver as a kid. (Magneto’s son) That scene was the hardest I laughed in a long time.

The attitude was unmistakably brilliant. Not the Wolverine’s, that’s obvious. I mean the kid’s. It shook me, what a little attitude can do. A piece of mind, you know.

My popcorn lay forgotten. It was the first time that had happened, and mind you I love popcorn. And it was a 3D movie. I didn’t see that coming.

The glasses were too big, even for the bespectacled me. But I wasn’t in the mood to complain. I went to have fun and fun, I had. Good day out in the city, with great company, a perfectly brewed cold coffee and an out-of-this-world movie experience.

Good day? Hell yes!

P.S: Here’s a little something I brought back from the movie. Particularly for the X-Men fans.

What would you do if you needed to locate a mutant and Prof X’s powers were out of the question?

Use a phonebook.