The first Kick-Ass
came out of nowhere, it seemed. It was a sharp stab at the over the top
seriousness of so many modern superhero movies. We were introduced to
characters we hadn’t seen before, like Big Daddy and Hit Girl, who were
psychotics in costumes, arbitrarily fighting on the side of “good.” Hit Girl
was only a child, spouting cursings as she cut down gangsters and other
assorted baddies without conscience. The film was a commentary on the superhero
movies, like Batman, by questioning
the very nature of being a superhero: what kind of person dons a pair of tights
and a cowl? Alan Moore’s seminal graphic novel, Watchmen, asked the same questions in a much more provocative way
back in the 1980s, but Kick-Ass felt
like just the right movie for the millennial generation. It felt designed to
make them think about the comic book movies they were weaned on.
Unfortunately, Kick-Ass
2 is a horrible sequel. Where the original knew exactly what kind of film
it was – a satirical take on superhero movies – the sequel has no idea what it
wants to be. At times it is an action flick, filled with extreme action
sequences saturated in CG blood. Other times it is a satire, picking at an
American culture that has no trust for authority and is in love with violence.
And, strangely enough, it also tries to be a coming of age story involving
emotionally manipulative scenes composited from a variety of high school
movies. And it never gets anything right, failing on all counts.
The sequel picks up a while after the original ended. Dave
(Aaron Johnson) is still playing at Kick-Ass, but wants a partner. He is
trained by Hit Girl (Chloe Grace-Moretz), who has been ditching school to train
and fight crime as a tribute to her dead father. Eventually, Hit Girl is forced
to leave the vigilante life behind, so Kick Ass joins a team of wannabe heroes
(inspired by his exploits in the first film). He meets several new heroes: Night
Bitch (Lindy Booth), Dr. Gravity (Donald Faison), Battle Guy (Clark Duke), and Colonel
Stars N’ Stripes (Jim Carrey). They join forces, but their efforts are matched
by the emergence of a new supervillain. The character of Red Mist from the
original movie finally accepts his calling as a bad guy and rechristens himself
the Motherfucker (Christopher Mintz-Plasse). He buys himself a team of villains
to which he bestows ethnically insensitive names like Mother Russia, Black
Death, and Genghis Carnage. Together, they seek to find and kill Kick-Ass.
As an action film, the movie is piecemeal, with each set piece
feeling off in some way. This is especially true of the scenes involving the
Motherfucker’s ruthless squad of villains. Their action scenes feel squeezed
in, and don’t make much logical sense. They feel like excuses for carnage, and
to show off the effects of CG blood work. I’m not sure if the movie uses any
practical effects, outside of blood make-up. Even scenes involving Kick-Ass don’t
seem to work. He does lots of training early in the movie, but that training
seems to do little to help him, making all the groundwork seem pointless.
Despite Hit Girl’s efforts, Kick-Ass feels like just as inept a fighter, even
when he finally squares off with the even more pathetic Motherfucker, who
realizes he would rather pay people to fight for him than actually learn any
hand-to-hand skills outside of cheap shots.
The satire that made the first movie so much fun is so
hit-and-miss here that it could almost be non-existent. What is the intended
target? In the first movie, you often felt the movie was not just satirizing
comic books, but also the legions of fanboys who practically jerk off to their
vigilante dreams. With that point already made, Kick-Ass 2 just seems repetitive. It never quite hits the satirical
points it is aiming for by comparing high school culture with criminal culture,
and it completely whiffs on its use of Colonel Stars N Stripes as an indictment
of the way the U.S. military pushes our young men into false ideas of heroism founded
on love of weapons, dehumanization, and brotherhood. Instead, the movie wastes
a great performance by Jim Carrey and turns his character into a useless cliché.
Part of this is due to sequel-itis; the original was so sharp and effective
that any attempt to tread on the same ground would invoke the law of
diminishing returns and come across as derivative. Frankly, the novelty of Kick-Ass wore off once the movie opens
on a scene involving Hit Girl shooting at Kick-Ass in the same place her father
shot her. It’s a call back that immediately reminds us of a better film.
But, personally, it is the high school material that gave me
the most trouble. This is mainly because it is where the movie struggles to
most to find a footing. Part of Kick-Ass’s
success was the way it approached Dave’s life in high school and with his
friends. Every character felt honest in a way that they ring hollow in this
movie. First and foremost, this has to do with the fact that Hit Girl is
suddenly a major character instead of merely a colorful minor one. Jeff Wadlow,
the writer/director, seems to think that the best way to help her story along
is to give her typical high school problems that she has to try to solve in Hit
Girl fashion. This leads to a funny, but troubling sequence in which Hit Girl
gets angry at a group of snobby girls in the cafeteria that seems to suggest
she is doing mankind a favor by being a horrible human being to other horrible
human beings. Like the heroes, she is rewarded for her efforts with the satisfaction
that she is a do-gooder. None of these high school scenes ring true –
seriously, the writer/director thought it was a good idea to try to put Hit
Girl into scenes in which she is trying to fit in with the more popular girls.
And none of her efforts to fit in amount to anything on a narrative level. The
movie wastes no time cutting back to the more action packed adventures of
Kick-Ass.
Normally, I wouldn’t want to write so much about a movie
like this, but Kick-Ass 2 reaches so
hard to create something poignant and awesome that it forgets to be a real
story. Instead, it’s just a collection of disparate parts sewed together like
the Motherfucker’s hideous S&M outfit. It adds nothing to the ideas
introduced in the first film, and to some degree makes an even uglier case that
human beings are just awful and really should all be dead. The movie wants to
celebrate individuals and real heroism, but instead it is really celebrating
violence for its own sake. It is misanthropic, hopelessly cynical, and – most importantly
– no fun.
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