Kingsman: The Secret Service is the Matthew Vaughn (Kick-Ass) adaptation of the Mark Millar (also Kick-Ass) comic. And it’s similar in a lot of ways to Kick-Ass: an established genre, taken it half-seriously, adding extreme violence, sometimes for laughs. I kind of don’t want to like the movie, because it’s very juvenile and ridiculous. The comic was ridiculous too, but plot ridiculous. While this one is ridiculous in terms of body count and a couple stupidly over-the-top moments. But I can’t help but like it.
Colin Firth plays the experienced gentleman spy, some guy I don’t know is the ne’er-do-well kid who of course could never become a gentleman spy but does, some girl I don’t know is the hot other spy candidate, and Samuel L. Jackson is the bad guy. Michael Caine, Mark Strong, and Mark Hamill are also along for the ride.
The action scenes are filmed in an odd way that I don’t quite know how to describe, but the result is a disorienting effect sort of like shaky-cam, but without losing your ability to follow what’s happening. Colin Firth kills like 100 people in this movie, most of them all bunched together in one scene. The camera in that scene probably never stops moving, and it’s not moving gently either. You feel like if you blink, you’ll lose track of what’s happening. But you don’t, it all flows together in a way that makes sense, and that I can follow easily.
Anyway, I kind of hate myself for liking this as much as I did.