No, this is not Fantastic Four. This has nothing to do with those classic Marvel comics characters. This thing is 200% Fan4stic, and it’s painful. How Josh Trank could show so much potential with Chronicle, and then stumble through this drab, awkward, atrociously structured film that will be a major argument for the death of superhero films for years to come is beyond me. Especially since at first he claimed that this would be something of a body horror film in the vein of The Fly. No such luck. I watched this movie with my mouth agape, unable to believe how a group of hundreds of people could get such a beloved property so wrong. It’s hardly even a film, it’s a mangled school project that was turned in two weeks late.