Being the third in a trilogy is kind of like being the youngest kid in an over-achieving family. You’ll always be compared to your siblings and no matter what you do or how well you do it, you’ll never quite live up to them. This effect is magnified if you happen to be a slacker who lives in the basement and smokes pot all day.

X-Men: Apocalypse isn’t exactly the basement dwelling pot-smoker, but it’s no Eagle Scout either. Continue reading →