Sadly, despite its pedigree, Kingsman: The Golden
Circle is a movie with literally no reason to exist in any form. Not
only does it expand too much beyond its comic book origins (which
were already stretched thin with the original movie) but the premise
(meglomaniac without lisp tries to take over the world) and the
iconic action sequences of the original (the Colin Firth fight) are
cribbed almost verbatim from its prequel. The narrative doesn't flow,
the new characters feel like an old Oscar nomination check sheet for
the sake of name recognition and the movie makes commits the cardinal
sin of relying too much on its predecessor to fill its own plot
holes. Kingsman worked fine as a stand alone movie BECAUSE it didn't
need or promise any sequels in an era made up of little else.
Fortunately, if you can escape the inevitable deja vu
of a movie trying too hard to recapture its glory from its superior
big brother, there are small gems to find. Pedro Pascal's Whiskey is
a fun, almost endearing character bogged down only by a late-game
plot dump that seemed forced by the two hour-plus movie somehow
running out of time. And, despite being a prime example of gimmick
casting in a movie full of it, Elton John was both funny and wildly
entertaining as a warped parody of himself. Say what you will about
the man, seeing a 70-year-old, feather-laden musician kick a bad guy
in the face with platform shoes while slyly winking at the camera
almost makes the insulting nature of the joke funnier than it should
be. See? Gratuitous overkill CAN be awesome if it sells it right.
As for watching it...just go watch the original and be
happy you didn't fall for all the advertisements about the sequel
being some kind of awesome expansion on the canon of the now
pointless series. Better yet, just wait a few months and randomly
search “Elton John fighting” and you'll likely stumble across the
only aspect of this movie that warrants any of your time. Seriously,
has the “good” movie season started yet?
Matthew Vaughn (X-Men: First Class) makes what can only
be described as his first truly awful movie with Kingsman: The Golden
Circle, a bloated, overly self-referential experiment in cinematic
overkill that takes the good will of its predecessor and wastes it
all trying to make you watch the same movie you saw three years ago
with more moving parts and worse plotting. Having been rebuilt after
the events of the first movie, the Kingsman intelligence agency is
promptly decimated by a drug cartel known as the Golden Circle
because...I'm not exactly sure. Their wonky world domination plan and
the actual destruction of Kingsman don't really make any sense
outside of being bad plot devices to push the bloated script onto
additional set pieces people still didn't ask for. Take the
previously mentioned advice to watch a cool 30-second clip of Elton
John kicking a guy in the face to “Saturday Night” and just be
glad you didn't waste your money again this week. Its sadly too late
for me.
My score: 2/10. Is it weird that I want to see more
action sequences involving Elton John kicking dudes in the face to
his own music? Probably weird...
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