Vaughn’s film was a thorough delight: a subversive superhero flick whose limb-slicing hyperactivity never once sacrificed its big, booming heart. Tonally, it’s relatively consistent with the original Kick-Ass, but writer-director Jeff Wadlow lacks the nimble touch of his predecessor Matthew Vaughn. Kick-Ass 2 is more brutal in execution (literally) than 2010’s original, with several of its set-pieces bordering on the truly horrific (watch out for an attempted rape scene, and the assassination of a relatively significant figure), but the fight sequences themselves remain exhilarating in all their pulpy, bone-crunching glory. Likewise, the film adaptations follow a progression into murkier territory, yet – thankfully – the gradient is less steep than in the comics themselves. Mark Millar seemed to trade on this very idea in the Kick-Ass comic-book series, overloading his second collection with some incredibly brutal narrative swerves, most of which felt crowbarred in for the sake of shock value. In the sprawling world of cinema, too many sequels with real potential become croppers because of that simple folly: DARKER = BETTER.
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