The problem with Ang Lee’s new film adaptation of the famous comic book The Incredible Hulk is, well, that it’s incredible, literally. Sci-Fi-Fantasy thrives on the bizarre, but only when its strange new worlds are convincing. Lee’s last film, the masterly Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon takes us into a reality where characters float on tree branches, fight with mystical swords and live secret lives as kung-fu bandits, yet we suspend our disbelief because the story, although fantastic, makes sense.
Hulk on the other hand, while sharing some of the dazzling landscapes and artistic special effects of Crouching Tiger, is full of improbable coincidences, shameless pop psychology, and shallow ruminations on the dangers of genetic engineering. Hulk’s script is more like a bad poem by a na