Crushing on an Angel

So I watched the movie Legion. I've always had a thing for movies involving angels. Not the cheesy, touched-by-an-angel kind of movies (especially not ones where angels help you with sports. Jesus. *oops*), but ones with mysterious apocalyptic undertones and fight scenes of biblical proportions. You know which ones I'm referring to. The Prophecy, Dogma, Constantine...

Anyway, I was never a fan of Paul Bettany. Something about his lack of a tan and the color of his eyelashes. He was witty and funny in A Knight's Tale but Heath Ledger was there so he was basically shoved into the background and forgotten.

Then I watched Legion.

I now have a huge crush on Paul Bettany as the archangel Michael. Not because he's an angel but because he's an angel who knows his way around guns and mixed martial arts. And the wings... my god, the wings! Before, angel wings had little purpose save for flight and I don't know, protection for when the angels penetrate the stratosphere on their way to heaven, I suppose. But in this movie, the wingtips were made of some sort of bulletproof metal and sliced through angel and human flesh alike. Think of the combat possibilities!

Cool fight choreography, blinding light on re-entry to a battle, unforgettable one-liners, amazing martial art skills.... you know what these things do to me. It's like I had no choice but to crush on the general of God's army.

As for the storyline, there are some issues that'll get some theologians' shorts in a bunch but meh... It's a movie. I really think that there needs to be some level of suspension of disbelief to enjoy watching a film. I mean, it is only a movie.