Whereas the two previous Thor movies were somber battle epics directed by Kenneth Branagh (who attempted an awkward sort of pulp-Shakespeare hybrid) and Alan Taylor (a “Game of Thrones” helmer obsessed with making it gritty), respectively, the latest was clearly conceived as a wacky adventure comedy. Heck, not even the obligatory cameo from Thor co-creator Stan Lee is sacred - identified here as the “creepy old man” who shears Thor’s tresses, resulting in a butch new rugby haircut. The script pokes fun at the movie’s plot, production design, locations and past adventures. Yost seem to have anticipated the film’s own “Mystery Science Theater 3000” track, incorporating self-aware punchlines throughout. Rather than taking any of what happens seriously, co-writers Eric Pearson, Craig Kyle and Christopher L. And while it’s not saying much, “ Thor: Ragnarok” is easily the best of the three Thor movies - or maybe I just think so because its screenwriters and I finally seem to agree on one thing: The Thor movies are preposterous. Like Thor’s two previous solo outings (definite low points in the Marvel oeuvre), this one is pretty much skippable, although it’s not without its pleasures - most notably, the fact that Thor’s not so solo this time around, with cameos/co-starring opportunities for the Hulk, Doctor Strange and a few leftover bits of Tony Stark’s wardrobe (including a retro Duran Duran T-shirt that’s good for a laugh). Hey, comicbook fans, it’s another Thor movie, and that can only mean one thing: It’s almost time for another Avengers movie! While you wait, Disney and Marvel Studios hope to loot another half-billion dollars or so from the world’s wallets with this outlandish amuse bouche featuring the God of Thunder and his Abs of Steel, with yet another confusing plot crudely bastardized from Norse mythology in which most of the action takes place on a parallel world you care nothing about.