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Rating: 5/10 (4 July 2018)

I would like to iterate that I am a massive MCU and Black Panther fan, so when I saw the first trailer I was fairly hyped for this film, though not overly so because I've learned not to overhype films because of experiences like Jupiter Ascending. As more trailers went on I began to become less and less excited for the movie, so much so that I didn't even see it in theatres, it simply failed to capture my interest.
Having watched the film now, I can no confirm that my assumption was correct; this was a prodigiously dull Marvel film, moreso than Thor: The Dark World, and I actually liked that movie more than this.
There were some aspect of the picture that I enjoyed, so I shall get that out of the way first. Andy Serkis as Klaue was a blast to watch, he was the most entertaining and had the most energy when performing, though in hindsight his role was ultimately pointless, as he is killed off very early on in the movie (though that did take a long time, the movie is exceptionally lengthy).
I enjoyed Martin Freeman as the CIA agent, his American accent was prettu believable and his acting was quite good. Some of the CGI was masterfully crafted, I especially enjoyed the backdrop of Wakanda itself, particularly the sand hologram things that the characters used to survey the landscape and communicate.
I generally enjoyed the first half more than the second half, the CGI was better in that section and the action scenes had considerably more energy to them (though I did dislike the car chase scene in Seoul).
Chadwick Boseman was passable in the film, I liked him more in Civil War than here, he's very weak, despite having been given extreme upgrades in terms of his weaponry and armor, perhaps he got to arrogant and slacked off? He somehow gets beaten by a man whose only combat training is American Armed forces training, as opposed to Black Panther, who is rigourously trained in African hand to hand combat. There should be no true reason that he lost to Killmonger at any point in the movie, save for the climax when Killmonger obtains a suit of his own.
As the for the cons, they are very numerous and very glaring.
First off, the accents are grating. I understand that they are nescessary to establish the world in which the film takes place, but the actors' accents start out mildly offputting to earbleedingly annoying, particularly Forest Whitaker, who sounds like the most stereotypical African man possible (which I hate to say, because I love Forest Whitaker).
Aside from Klaue and Martin Freeman, all the other character are devoid of any sort of trait that is likable or even warrant of any remembrance. Black Panther himself goes through the typical hero tropes, where he starts out winning, loses, discovers something terrible about his own family, and suffers through a painfully obvious fake death sequence. Okoye, BP's second-in-command is your standard stern warrior who manages to get through every combat sequence unscathed, despite using a spear. Granted she was against henchmen who mistook their handguns for blugeoning weapons, but the point still stands. Lupita N'yongo, who I normally adore, was forgettable, so much so that I only vaguely remember her connection to BP. BP's genius, Q-esque sister who makes all his gear was especially annoying, she had a few funny lines, but everytime she came into the camera I began dreading what annoying thing she would do or say next.
However, all these gripes pale in comparison to my least favorite character, that being Erik Killmonger, our supposed tragic villain of the story. I can understand that losing his father was traumatic, but his motivation is meant to paint him as some sort of tragic antihero who is doing the wrong things for the right reasons. I can say this, the film certainly did do a good job at making me hate the villain, as he was essentially advocating an African Ethnostate, which makes him incredibly irredeemable in my eyes. I normally find Michael B. Jordan to be an exceptional actor, but I found his to be, at worst boring, and at worst astonishingly painful to watch, particularly when he is supposed to be angry (it ends up being hilarious, but not in a good way). I found his final monologue before his well deserved death to be patronizing and preachy to the point of being incredibly vapid and self serving. It's almost as if you could see the director sitting in the background giving himself a big ol' pat on the back for something that doesn't need to be said and is fairly obvious to any decent human being.
Overall, Black Panther was even more of a disappointment than I thought it would be, I already had a feeling that it was going to be overhyped, but I was unpleasantly shocked by what I was given. I didn't hate this movie outright, there were parts that I enjoyed, but the pros are far outweighed by the cons, which are just far too important and integral to enjoyment of this movie that it renders any good things about the movie negligable. I admire the filmmakers intentions, and I understand that no movie is easy to make and there is effort put into the film, which I suppose makes its failures all the more disappointing. The plot was like a minefield of clichÃ©s, which the writers a suicidal man with a metal detector doing everything in his power to step on every single one. The acting was a mixed bag and the CGI was good at first, but debilitated into a cartoon by the end (the final fight between Black Panther and Killmonger was especially abysmal and campy).
In the end, all I can say is that if you like the movie, good on you, I admire your ability to find joy in something that I cannot. If you disliked the movie, I hope that some of my criticisms struck a chord with you.