Kick-Ass 2 offers everything the first movie did, but with one important augmentation at the end. It makes us unable to get enough of the good guys and compels us to love hating the bad guys, and in doing so, brings in the same excitement of a favorite comic.
It hasn’t been long since “Kick-Ass” (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) and “Hit-Girl” (Chloë Grace Moretz) finished off “Frank D’Amico” (Mark Strong) and his goons. In the sequel, this has Frank’s son “Chris” (Christopher Mintz-Plasse) gunning for revenge—soon with a team of infamous killers headed up by “Mother Russia,” played by 6’8 Ukrainian female bodybuilder Olga Kurkulina (Hit-Girl’s ultimate competition).
While the takedowns and altercations offer some level of satisfaction, many stunts border on insanely improbable, on a few occasions testing our patience. But if you’re watching anything Kick-ass for a lesson on reality, you’ve sadly missed the point.
In the first film, one picked-on, vulnerable schoolboy started something that changed crime fighting. In the second film, its heroes are fighting to answer a bigger question: who they are. There is no question whatsoever of what movie 2 wanted to accomplish—to serve as a self-parody while conveying a big moral truth on the nature of what a real hero is.
While we never run into trouble in the layout of the story, the plot revels in the same pig pen of irreverence, profanity, excrement, superfluity, and even brief nudity, for which it earns its very hard R rating. And if no one takes issue with teenagers having the mental and emotional maturity of adults, it remains a fun, and very often, funny film.