Jackman Pumped About Wolverine Movie, Might Be The Supplements Talking

Tuesday, February 1 by

Hugh Jackman is sooooo stoked about this new Wolverine. You think you know how stoked he is, but, bro…you have no idea. Jackman is pumped about bulking up so he can resemble both Mike Tyson AND a bulldog, but definitely not Clint Eastwood. He’s also sickly jazzed about possibly having a heart attack while bulking up, which should give Jackman‘s policyholders some cause for concern. And if you think that the Jack-Man is not fired up about having all the requisite backstory in place to move forward the saga of the character that is Wolverine, then, apologies, Broseph McCarthy, but you’re way off. He IS fired up about that.

Of course, that’s just my interpretation of his comments. It may not have helped that I imagined him spouting these quotes off really quickly and with a sweaty face, but it sure made reading them more fun. (Via /Film)

Regarding the ability to explore new territory in this installment:

I sort of even wanted to do that in the third X-Men movie at first, but we thought, no, we really need to establish who he is at first, and we did that [with X-Men Origins: Wolverine], and now this is sort of the cherry on top, to finally do it and have Darren Aronofsky direct it.

Regarding getting super-huge to play the new, stockier Wolverine:

I don’t know how much I want to give away about it, but Darren said with the last one, ‘Hey you looked great, but you’re so tall that in those long shots you looked kind of like Clint Eastwood, and that’s not Wolverine.’

I always think of Mike Tyson when he first came on the scene. Sometimes, he was a full foot shorter than his opponents and bent over [with this] massive build. There’s real power. You said bulldog, and that’s it exactly. Exactly. That’s what I’m going for, and if I have  a massive heart attack first, well, you tell everyone what I was going for.

Jackman has been consuming 6,000 calories a day (possibly in stem cells) to add weight, so let’s all say a quiet, dignified prayer that the Hugh-go-naut will keep the weight on long enough that we can see a stocky, roid-ed out behemoth smiling and singing show tunes at the next Academy Awards.

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