NEW YORK (OSV News) – As strained as it is bloodsoaked and morally wayward, the would-be action adventure “Kraven the Hunter” (Columbia) is a hopeless dud. On the upside, moviegoers misguided enough to patronize the film will likely be too bored to be much corrupted by it.

After a brief slice of mayhem set in the present day, director J.C. Chandor’s brutish origin story for the titular Marvel Comics character carries us back to the unhappy youth of his alter ego, Sergei Kravinoff (Levi Miller). Both mild-mannered Sergei and his equally gentle half-brother Dimitri (Billy Barratt) live in fear of their Russian gangster dad, Nikolai (Russell Crowe).

Determined to toughen both lads up, Nikolai forces them to join him on an African safari, during which Sergei has a near-fatal encounter with a lion. Yet a magical potion given to him by a stranger named Calypso (Diaana Babnicova) — a girl his own age to whom viewers have previously been introduced — not only revives Sergei but endows him with superpowers.

Once grown, and now played by Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Sergei uses his gifts to track down criminals to whom he doles out do-it-yourself justice, gaining him his nickname. The intense isolation of his undercover lifestyle is relieved only by his ongoing relationship with Dimitri (Fred Hechinger) and his newly-minted partnership with the adult version of Calypso (Ariana DeBose).

Calypso, a crusading attorney who is meant to serve as our ethical compass, briefly questions Sergei’s extra-legal methods. But this does nothing to stop his sequential rampages. Throw in the fact that Calypso’s family features a long line of tarot card-carrying witches and it’s clear that
cinephiles of any sense will not feel a yen for “Kraven.”

The film contains excessive graphic violence with much gore, benignly viewed vigilantism, an occult theme, a few uses of profanity and several instances each of rough language and crude talk. The OSV News classification is O — morally offensive. The Motion Picture Association rating is R — restricted. Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian.

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The original ‘Lion King’ was the first film I ever saw in cinemas as a teeny child in the 90s, and it had a profound impact on me. 

The concept of the circle of life, the great kings of the past looking down and guiding us, that we all have our place in the world… it’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to having a religion.

It might make Mufasa my Jesus. Or would that be Simba? Either way, no offence intended. 

Mum tells me I used to run around as a four-year-old playing the character ‘Lion King’ – I hadn’t fully grasped the concept – and heartily sang ‘Hakuna Matata’ with the lyrics “it’s our problem-free…alosony…”

So it was a bit special to go and see ‘Mufasa’, the live-action prequel (and sequel?) to the OG ‘Lion King’ with my mum, as well as my nephew Ari and niece Ruby in tow. 

Although, I was apprehensive. I didn’t HATE the 2019 remake of ‘The Lion King’, but like many, I thought it was unnecessary. It was basically a shot-for-shot copy of the original with some new songs and fancy animation.

‘Mufasa’ promised to tell the origin story of the great king I grew up worshipping more than any Disney princess, and despite some serious flaws, I did love being told the tale.

Much like his son Simba, Mufasa’s early life is rocked by tragedy and heartbreak. I shed my first tear approximately 23 minutes in. Everyone’s favourite shaman monkey Rafiki recounts the story of Mufasa to his granddaughter (grandcub?) Kiara, along with Timon and Pumbaa, who occasionally chime in with comedic complaints about their minor roles in this movie. 

We already knew that Mufasa was set to be introduced as an orphaned cub, but watching that play out accompanied by the iconic notes of Hans Zimmer’s original Oscar-winning score sent me right back to my childhood and strapped me firmly back on the emotional rollercoaster of the first movie. 

I replayed Mufasa’s death scene in the 1994 version over and over on video tape, marvelling at the entirely new feelings those swelling orchestral crescendos made me feel as a child, trying to grapple with the idea of death, and worse – losing your parents.

Unfortunately, the rest of the music in ‘Mufasa’ didn’t prompt the same level of emotion. Hans Zimmer dropped out ahead of production, and while ‘Hamilton’ creator and ‘Moana’ songwriter Lin Manuel-Miranda is an exceptional talent, he just couldn’t compete with Elton John and Tim Rice’s epic bangers like ‘Can You Feel The Love Tonight?’ and ‘Circle of Life’. 

Perhaps the biggest let down was the new villain song, sung by an ‘outsider’ giant white lion named Kiros, who despite being genuinely quite scary, was restrained by a jokey, peppy Broadway number called ‘Bye Bye’. It didn’t have a whisker of the operatic, ominous energy of Scar’s ‘Be Prepared’, a battle cry worthy of one of the greatest cartoon bad guys ever. 

Still, the film did a good job of answering questions some 30 years in the making – were Scar and Mufasa enemies from birth? (No) How did Mufasa and Sarabi fall in love? (Cheesily, of course) How did Scar get the injury that gave him his name? (You see it coming, but it’s still satisfying as hell). 

One particularly earth-shaking moment saw me and my 10-year-old nephew turn to each other and simultaneously yell ‘Pride Rock!’ as the familiar scenery of the original story started to come together, and my heart could have burst. 

This film had huge paw prints to fill, and I’m not sure it ever truly could have – especially not for a devotee like me – but it worked its way towards an ending that at least paid spectacular homage to the themes of the original. The last half hour left me an absolute blubbering mess, with my niece and nephew shooting me alarmed looks when they could tear their eyes away from the film’s climax. 

As Rafiki finished up his epic tale, Kiara mourned the grandfather she never knew, saying she “didn’t want him to go” after seeing a vision of him in the clouds so vivid she felt like he was there – just like Simba once did. 

I’ve felt the same hearing stories about my grandfather, who I also never met. Mum still gets visits from her late dad in her dreams, incredibly exhilarating and bittersweet. 

Of course, Rafiki would say none of these heroes of our past ever really leave us – and the magic of these universal, deeply relatable themes from ‘The Lion King’ still shines through by the end of ‘Mufasa’. 

The kids should go for the majestic creatures, close calls, comedic asides and vibrant visuals, but the grown ups should go for the kid they once were.

‘Mufasa: The Lion King’ hits cinemas Thursday 19th December.

The plot is simple: Mufasa’s trusted mandrill friend, Rafiki (John Kani), tells the origin story of Mufasa (Aaron Pierre) and his friend Taka (Kelvin Harrison Jr.) to Simba’s daughter, Kiara (Blue Ivy Carter). Kiara’s father is once again played by Donald Glover; her mother, Nala, is reprised by Blue Ivy’s real-life mother, Beyoncé Knowles-Carter. The late James Earl Jones didn’t reprise his role as Mufasa, but the film is dedicated to him.

Initially, meerkat Timon (Billy Eichner) and warthog Puumba (Seth Rogen) were the baby sitters planning on regaling Kiara with tales of their derring-do. Their stories stink on ice, and are clearly fabrications, so Rafiki takes over.

We learn that Mufasa was born to Masego (Keith David) and Afia (Anika Noni Rose). He was swept away from his family by a massive rain that occurred after a long drought. He is saved by Taka, a lion from another pride. Taka’s father, Obasi (Lennie James), wants no part of the cub he refers to as “a stray,” but Taka and his mother, Eshe (Thandiwe Newton), take a shine to him.

Meanwhile, Kiros and his crew of white lions are laying waste to every village of animals. This conquest is to ensure that Kiros is the “ruler of everything the light touches,” a description you’ll recall Mufasa said to Simba in the original “The Lion King.” Kiros also has revenge in mind, as his only son was killed in a previous altercation with Mufasa and Taka.

Screenwriter Jeff Nathanson, who wrote “Catch Me If You Can” and adapted the 2019 version of “The Lion King,” keeps the story moving but succumbs to one major mistake. Every so often, the story is interrupted by Timon and Puumba. Full disclosure: I hate these characters. I hated them in the original movie and couldn’t stand that “Hakuna Matata” song. So, whenever they popped up with commentary (at one point, they sing “Hakuna Mufasa”) I growled like Kiros.

Since “Mufasa: The Lion King” is one of only two family-friendly offerings coming out the week before Christmas, I expect it will make an enormous amount of money. Its predecessor made over $1.6 billion worldwide — and it was terrible! A movie like this is critic-proof anyway. I doubt exhausted parents looking to distract their kids for two hours will give a damn that this film is directed by Barry Jenkins.

Yes, that Barry Jenkins, the Oscar-winning director of “Moonlight,” “If Beale Street Could Talk,” and the series “The Underground Railroad.” His name is on two Christmastime offerings, as he also wrote the excellent boxing movie, “The Fire Inside,” which opens Dec. 25. The announcement that he took this project wreaked havoc, with some film buffs rending their garments over the fact that such an esteemed director would helm a franchise entry.

Considering the Marvel movie bad luck that befell other well-known and respected directors like Sam Raimi and Chloe Zhao, some of that handwringing was understandable. Indeed, “Mufasa: The Lion King” occasionally looks like a battle is being waged between Jenkins’s sensibilities and Disney’s desire to make everything canned and familiar.

But more often than not, I could see the director’s trademarks, albeit in a truncated form. There are those fourth wall-breaking shots of characters looking directly at us. Several shots of the camera sweeping over the landscape lasted longer than I was expecting, also a Jenkins signature. Plus, this movie has some well-crafted action sequences and instances of peril. Some of the underwater animation is especially striking.

Lest I forget, as in the recent remake of “The Little Mermaid,” the songs here are by Lin-Manuel Miranda. They run the gamut from meh to extremely catchy. There’s also a noticeable attempt to align these songs with the ones from the original film. We’ve got a “I Just Can’t Wait to Be King” equivalent, for example. The big villain song, the best number in the film, is sung by Mikkelsen and will be as divisive as “Moana”’s crab song, “Shiny.” I have to admire that Miranda uses a very familiar phrase in the chorus just to troll his haters.

I saw this movie in IMAX and 3-D, the latter of which is useless to half-blind critics like me. The large format made “Mufasa: The Lion King” an enjoyable spectacle, and Disney gives us an old-school, flesh-and-blood villain to be defeated. The voiceover work is good and, as far as franchise entries go, it’s quite watchable.

★★★

MUFASA: THE LION KING

Directed by Barry Jenkins. Written by Jeff Nathanson. Starring Aaron Pierre, Kelvin Harrison, Jr., Mads Mikkelsen, John Kani, Blue Ivy Carter, Keith David, Anika Noni Rose, Billy Eichner, Seth Rogen, Lennie James, Thandiwe Newton, Donald Glover, Beyoncé Knowles-Carter. At AMC Boston Common, Landmark Kendall Square, Alamo Drafthouse Seaport, AMC Causeway, suburbs. 119 minutes. PG (intense action and peril)

Odie Henderson is the Boston Globe’s film critic.