Fantastic Four - a team of hot, young, sexy scientists (and Michael Chiklis) travel to space in order to do hot, sexy things. When a CG storm hits, they all go wibbly in different, CG-tacular ways.
Jeez-o, what happened here? This manages the feat of doing the traditional superhero backstory-with-not-a-lot-else-happening movie while simultaneously feeling like the plot is being desperately rushed, with everything happening very fast and people pulling explanations out of their asses at the speed of light. A bigger problem, however, is the horribly misjudged tone, which has more in common with Superman 2 than any of the other Marvel movies, with slapstick and wisecracking galore. It's OK for a mindless way to kill a couple of hours, but no surprise that Marvel have a reboot planned for next year.