Note: This article contains spoilers for Thor: Love and Thunder. Proceed with caution.
As the Marvel Cinematic Universe continues apace, there’s an inherent need for a refreshing, if not outright reinvention, with each installment.
Sometimes, change arrives quicker than anticipated. Case-in-point: the Thor series. After The Dark World received poor reviews and a sharp drop in its box office return, Marvel head Kevin Feige and star Chris Hemsworth recruited Kiwi director Taika Waititi to reimagine the God of Thunder for his third installment. The resulting revamp, Thor: Ragnarok, infused electric life into a character whose future felt otherwise uncertain. Waititi smartly pivoted Thor into a godly himbo, imbued by Hemsworth’s combination of comedic chops, impressive brawn, and surprising everyman nature. Marvel’s decision to bring back the same creative team for a follow-up—to see if lightning could strike twice—was probably an easy choice to make.
This new release, Thor: Love and Thunder, makes Thor the first individual MCU character to receive a fourth movie (matching only the Avengers quadrilogy) and brings back Waititi and Hemsworth for another—as the characters in the film often mention—“classic Thor adventure.” Through a cheeky bit of narration, Korg (Waititi) walks through Thor’s physical transformation from dad bod to god bod in the wake of the trauma he’s encountered in the last few years—losing his mom, his dad, Loki, and failing to kill Thanos at the end of Infinity War. While he’s still saving the galaxy alongside Peter Quill (Chris Pratt) and the rest of the Guardians, Thor has hit a godly version of a mid-life crisis, unsure of place in this realm—or any other for that matter.
As Thor searches for purpose, another exploration is underway; the Nosferatu-like Gorr (Christian Bale) scours the universe for gods to kill—earning him the moniker “God Butcher” in the process—as he brutally fulfills a vendetta against these holy beings. When Gorr eventually lands on Earth’s New Asgard, he comes into conflict with not one but two Thors, as long-lost flame Jane Foster (Natalie Portman) has somehow come into possession of Thor’s old hammer, Mjolnir. How and why Jane is worthy is better left to discover in the film. The two team up alongside Valkyrie (Tessa Thompson), the reigning King of New Asgard, and Korg in pursuit of Gorr, while sorting through their lingering relationship issues.
The resulting movie feels rushed, especially as it’s pulled in a variety of different directions. The best example is a mid-movie tangent off to a gathering of gods as Thor, Jane, Valkyrie, and Korg attempt to recruit a cadre of fellow deities, including Zeus (Russell Crowe), to their cause. A fun and funny sequence—Crowe’s doing Channing Tatum doing “My name is Jefffff” for 15 minutes while his petulant and self-obsessed Zeus rants about orgy planning logistics are inspired—it comes at the cost of spending more time Gorr and the Thor/Jane romance. Love and Thunder also opts for a decidedly saccharine approach as it nears its conclusion, one which didn’t quite work for my cold-cold heart as well as it might for others.
Thor: Love and Thunder is full of electric performances that often transcend a story that feels pulled in two many different directions. It remains enjoyable fare—as much of the MCU movies do, and I’m particularly grateful this one doesn’t have to tie into fifty different future projects like No Way Home and Multiverse of Madness have—but I can’t help but wish its pieces had clicked together a little more. To continue my tired metaphor from the start, Love and Thunder isn’t so much a second lightning strike as it is just a rumble of thunder.
Thor: Love and Thunder hits theaters on Friday, July 8.






