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This image released by Disney shows Benedict Cumberbatch in a scene from Marvel's 'Doctor Strange.'

“Doctor Strange,” starring Benedict Cumberbatch as a neurosurgeon who learns to bend time, space and his workaholic, narcissistic ways, can’t escape all its Marvel Universe corporate imperatives and generic third-act battles for control of the planet. Financially, it behooves Marvel’s superheroes to stick to the plan.

But you know? This latest in the ever-broadening Marvel movie landscape is fun. For an effects-laden franchise launch, it’s light on its feet, pretty stylish, worth seeing in Imax 3-D and full of tasty, classy performers enlivening the dull bits. Plus, Stephen Strange sports a Cloak of Levitation. Years from now, the garment can co-star in its own crossover franchise opposite Harry Potter’s Cloak of Invisibility.

Introduced by Marvel Comics in 1963, Strange was initially touted as “a different kind of superhero … a master of black magic!”

The Strange we first encounter in co-writer and director Scott Derrickson’s feature is pure ego, a Lamborghini-driving hotshot who’s full of himself even by neurosurgeon standards. Then, in one of the few scenes in contemporary film that might actually get teenagers to think twice about texting while driving, he suffers a terrifying car crash, causing massive nerve damage to his hands.

In Nepal, seeking out-of-network healing techniques, Strange comes under the wing of a secret sect managed by the Ancient One (Tilda Swinton). Formidable support comes from Chiwetel Ejiofor (as Mordo) and Benedict Wong (as Wong), as Strange’s mentors and guides to various alternate dimensions. The narrative focuses on the threat posed by a rogue ex-disciple of the Ancient One, played by Mads Mikkelsen, and “Doctor Strange” travels back to Manhattan for a titanic confrontation between Strange and his adversaries.

“Doctor Strange” really does show you a few new things, or at least familiar things in a clever new way. Director Derrickson is best known for medium-budget horror pictures (“The Exorcism of Emily Rose”), but he takes on this material with a surprisingly unassuming hand. That said, the movie’s really trippy: When Strange is flung into his first astral projection, it’s a space odyssey of considerable visual invention. The bendy-foldy skyscrapers of “Inception” clearly inspired similar sequences here, and the alternative realities of “The Matrix” serve as occasional reference points.

Backed by the first good musical score (from Michael Giacchino) ever heard in a Marvel superhero film, the movie bops along, and even the expository passages are sufferable. I wish Rachel McAdams had a couple of additional scenes as Strange’s fellow doctor, but some of her screen time, no doubt, went instead to sight gags featuring the Cloak of Levitation.

Michael Phillips is a Chicago Tribune writer.

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