Hancock is not your father's superhero, uh uh, nope. He is a rude, drunken, bummy guy who sleeps on public benches and wakes up with a hangover and saves people. Nope, it's not a disguise. His heroic actions are about as neat as his raggedy appearance. He looks like he smells, bad. His attitude toward the people he serves, sucks.
The story of how Hancock got his powers, his sucky attitude and social position is sketchy as heck. I'm sure all that will reveal its self in a sequel. I can't wait. I loved this movie. It's entertaining and funny and has a big surprise.
Will Smith is excellent as the reluctant Los Angeles homeless crusader. Jason Bateman, who I have been a fan of since he played a teen scam artist in his short lived 1985 sitcom, is the PR guy trying to save the world and then he is saved by Hancock.
Charlize Theron, who I hardly recognized because she looked like herself, is good at keeping us guessing about how she feels about Hancock's intrusion in her life after he saves her husband (Bateman). Is it pity, disgust, attraction, fear, or what?
Critics be damned, I really enjoyed this movie. Maybe because it put a different, funny, irreverent yet human spin on the superhero thing. There has got to be a prequel/sequel in the works. Actually, I'm more interested in the prequel. Can't say much more without being a spoiler.
So, unless your superheros must be well mannered and live in huge mansions or ice fortresses, just get some popcorn and enjoy.