Dominicsage 
Let me just come right out and say it: Morbius is the kind of film that makes you question your weekend plans. If you’re anything like me, you probably get excited when you hear the words “Marvel” and “superhero.” But this one? It’s less “super” and more “snooze.” Trust me, you might want to rethink spending your Saturday night on this one. Or any night, really.
Morbius review
I went into Morbius wanting to like it. I mean, the character has potential, right? A scientist turned vampire, conflicted between his hunger for blood and his desire to save lives—there’s so much room for depth and darkness there. Plus, Jared Leto as the lead? That had me intrigued. The guy’s known for taking on intense roles, so I thought, “Surely, he can breathe life into this tortured antihero.” But by the time the credits rolled, I was mostly just breathing sighs of relief that it was over.
It’s not that Morbius is outright terrible, but it’s more of that flavorless, forgettable type of bad. You know those movies that just sit in a grey area where you leave the theater and can’t remember a single scene that really stood out? That’s Morbius in a nutshell. You can’t even hate-watch it for fun. It’s a flatline from beginning to end.
The plot is basic enough: Dr. Michael Morbius (Leto) is a brilliant scientist suffering from a rare blood disorder, so he does what any reasonable person would do—he experiments on himself with vampire bat DNA. As you’d expect, this leads to some unintended consequences. He gains super strength, echolocation, and, oh yeah, an uncontrollable thirst for blood. From there, it’s a race against time to see if he can control the beast within, while also dealing with a generic villain whose motivations are as paper-thin as the storyline.
And let’s talk about that villain for a second. Matt Smith, bless his soul, tries to have some fun with the role of Morbius’ childhood friend-turned-enemy, but it’s clear he’s working with scraps. There’s no real tension between them, no emotional weight to their conflict. It’s like the filmmakers thought throwing in a few intense glares and some flashy fight scenes would be enough to carry the whole thing. Spoiler: it’s not.
The action sequences? Meh. It’s all CGI-heavy and predictable. We’ve seen these fights a thousand times before in much better movies. There’s a lot of flying through the air in slow motion, blood smoke trails (yes, blood smoke), and punches that land with zero impact—emotionally or otherwise. By the time the final showdown comes around, you’ll probably be checking your watch more than following the fight. Morbius review
It’s a shame, really, because the Morbius character could have been something different for Marvel’s universe—a darker, more introspective take on what it means to be a monster and a hero. But the movie plays it so safe, so by-the-numbers, that it strips away anything that could have made it interesting. There’s no edge, no real stakes. It feels like it was made by a committee trying to hit all the superhero tropes without ever asking themselves, “Is this even fun?”
The writing doesn’t help either. The dialogue is clunky, full of clichés that might make you wince. There’s this awkward scene where Morbius tries to explain his powers, and it just falls flat. Characters say things that feel like they belong in a 90s superhero flick, but not in an intentional, nostalgic way—more like they forgot to update the script for modern audiences.
If you’re a die-hard Marvel fan who feels compelled to watch anything connected to the MCU, well, you might be disappointed to find out this movie barely connects to anything meaningful. Yes, there are some half-hearted attempts to tie it into the bigger Spider-Man universe (cue an awkward post-credits scene), but it feels tacked on, like a last-ditch effort to keep people interested in a film that’s struggling to find its own identity.
I get it—sometimes, you just want to turn your brain off and watch a superhero movie for the action, the spectacle, the fun of it all. But Morbius doesn’t even deliver on that front. It’s dull, joyless, and somehow manages to make a vampire superhero boring. That’s almost impressive in its own way.
Look, if you’re dead set on seeing it this weekend, I won’t stop you. But I’d bet that by Sunday, you’ll be wishing you spent your time on something more satisfying—maybe revisiting Spider-Man: No Way Home or even flipping on Netflix for a rewatch of Daredevil. Anything to remind yourself that Marvel’s capable of making heroes who aren’t, well, this.
In the end, Morbius is a misfire, plain and simple. There’s no heart, no excitement, and definitely no reason to rush out and see it. So, do yourself a favor—avoid the disappointment, and save that ticket money for something truly worth your time.
Morbius review
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