Mark Strong, who plays the Q-esque analyst Merlin, gets limited screen time and, again, leaves you wondering how co-writer Vaughn and writer Jane Goldman managed to squander so much potential. Fellow Kingsman agent Roxy, who seemingly was set up in the first movie as a capable female action colleague for our lead, Eggsy (Taron Egerton), really-and I mean really-does not get her fair due. Colin Firth returns, offering a surprisingly compelling performance as the back-from-the-dead Galahad, but the problem is, while his character gets a prober arc, there’s a handful of characters in the film that end up getting short-changed. There’s energy there, but there’s nothing worthwhile. There’s plenty of camera unchained in the action beats, the problem is no action sequence in the sequel tops the all-timer church sequence in the first. If you enjoyed the manic camera of director Matthew Vaughn, you’re in for a treat. The sequel, Kingsman: The Golden Circle-which announces pretty loudly that this franchise is only getting started, is sadly more of the same. Colin Firth as agent Galahad was a bright spot, as well as the brutal church rampage scene set to the tune of Lynyrd Skynyrd’s “Free Bird”. Die Another Day-levels of spy absurdity, handled with steady direction and a comedic tone that mostly works, it was a mixed bag to say the least.
Rather than taking on some of the tropes that have run rampant through the James Bond or Mission: Impossible series, the 2014 comic book adaptation embraced them and turned them up to 11. The problem is, I don’t think the film is as smartly satirical as it thinks it is. Kingsman: The Secret Service was a serviceable action-spy movie, known for its unabashed ultraviolence and an anal sex joke that some took as vilely misogynistic.
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