Here’s a rumour I heard along the grapevine: Captain America: Civil War is apparently going to require the audience to think during the movie. I’m not saying that that makes it a bad movie – definitely not. I’m just saying that if you don’t want depth in a movie then Deadpool would be a much safer bet.

Plot wise, our ‘hero’ here is Wade Wilson (Reynolds), a former mercenary with multiple incurable cancers, who’d much rather stay alive to be with his girlfriend. A secret organisation offers him a way out, he takes it, and he’s left with superpowers. He’s also left with disfigured skin, an unstable mind, and ultra violent tendencies, but that’s probably a fair trade off.

If nothing else, Deadpool is a chance to see Ryan Reynolds redeem the fan-favourite character from the mess that was X-Men Origins: Wolverine, and redeem himself from the tragedy that was Green Lantern. At one point, Deadpool even points out in his wise-cracking, fourth-wall-breaking style that he doesn’t want his suit to be green or animated.

This is a solid popcorn movie and exactly what you want on a night like this. But don’t bring your kids along. There’s bad language, sex, and graphic violence that’s just a bit too grown up. This isn’t your typical superhero movie.

Tracy (Kirke) has just moved to a college in New York University but finds the vibrant campus life she’d dreamt of elusive. But she’s about to acquire a new, 12-years-older stepsister named Brooke (Gerwig), who also lives in New York – right smack in the heart of New York, and one night Tracy decides to shyly introduce herself.

She’s afraid Brooke might find her a drag, but not a chance of that: Brooke is a born extrovert, delighted to have an audience – someone to try out all her attitudes and ideas on. (The film’s title refers obliquely to Brooke but is based on one of her ideas: “Mistress America” as a possible name for a modern-day superheroine in a TV show.)

The clichéd continuation from here would be this: Tracy would hero-worship Brooke; then something would disillusion her, and she’d walk away sadder but wiser. Not quite. Tracy, while she certainly does hero-worship Brooke, also sees straight through her, right from the start. This story has something else in store for us, and Tracy is not the only character whose reactions are not what we might have predicted.

The film worked perfectly on me, I think, because Brooke had the same effect on me as on Tracy – I both saw through her and loved her at the same time. Even if you don’t love her, she’s certainly a creation: Greta Gerwig wrote as well as acted the role, and she’s as real as she is phoney.