You may remember last August when Ben Affleck was announced as the next Batman and the entire internet collectively flipped its shit. Yes, well, I felt bad about my own part in that, so since then, I’ve tried my best to keep an even head about such things and not judge an actor too harshly until I’ve actually seen him or her in the given role.
Of course, Channing Tatum as our new Gambit is challenging that ambition just a bit.
In all honesty, I actually do like Channing Tatum — he’s a decent actor, seems pretty funny, and apparently the boy can dance. (I don’t know because I still haven’t seen Magic Mike or Step Up. I could check out Magic Mike, but Step Up isn’t happening unless a friend blackmails me or something.) But . . . it’s Gambit. GAMBIT, my very first love. (Well, him and Rogue. If only I swung poly . . . and animated.)
I’m not 100% dead set against this casting — like, I’m not suppressing any dark instincts to grab pitchforks and torches or anything like that — but I’m definitely a bit uneasy. I can get around the difference in body type, and I’m trying to remain hopeful that Tatum can pull off a slightly darker version of sexy/funny, but it’s the accent that keeps tripping me up. If I could just see a video with the guy using a good Cajun accent — or at least not a godawful one that hurts even my unsophisticated Californian ears — well, it would go a long way to easing my concerns.
Anyway, I’ll try to keep an open mind. And, per usual, remind myself that things could always be worse: what if Liam Hemsworth had been cast? Gambit Gale is probably worse, right?