Movie Review: ‘KINGSMAN: THE SECRET SERVICE’ is Quality Counter-Programming for the Fellas This V-Day

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Preston Barta // Editor


KINGSMAN: THE SECRET SERVICE | 129 min | Rated R
Director: Matthew Vaughn
Stars: Colin Firth, Taron Egerton, Samuel L. Jackson, Mark Strong, Sophie Cookson and Mark Hamill

This year’s counter-programming for single dudes and those independent enough to go out on Valentine’s Day weekend without their ball and chain is Matthew Vaughn’s KINGSMAN: THE SECRET SERVICE, 2015’s first cinematic-bolt of electricity.

Presented as an action-comedy take on the old James Bond flicks, the film was adapted from the Mark Millar (KICK-ASS) and Dave Gibbons (WATCHMEN) comic book THE SECRET SERVICE. It tells the story of a spy organization that recruits a young lad (a charming Taron Egerton) into their competitive training program as a global threat emerges by some techie (a scene-stealing Samuel L. Jackson).

We’re all probably familiar with this storyline, as it has been done countless times: a nobody becomes a somebody and saves the world. Yes, while this is true, they all probably don’t have as much spunk and pizazz as KINGSMAN. Vaughn (X-MEN: FIRST CLASS, 2011) assembles an impressive cast to turn KINGSMAN into its own living and breathing thing. It’s only icing on the cake that the film offers a lot of impressive action for those who are coming off of the box office killin’ AMERICAN SNIPER.

Its spectacular, over-the-top fight scenes share a common ground in some instances with the popular chop-shop film THE RAID (2011), mainly for the sheer visceral intensity and putting audiences right into the thick of it. In one scene involving an agent taking out a church full of crazies, the camera pulses with a life that has not been seen in such a way before. In 2008, Guy Ritchie explored this hyper approach in ROCKNROLLA, but Vaughn has recognized its full potential, causing KINGSMAN to ooze with style and attitude.

Colin Firth and Taron Egerton star in KINGSMAN: THE SECRET SERVICE. Photo courtesy of 20th Century Fox.

Colin Firth and Taron Egerton star in KINGSMAN: THE SECRET SERVICE. Photo courtesy of 20th Century Fox.

With all its madness, KINGSMAN still manages to have some heart. It is, in a way, a think-piece on class war and importance of legacy. What it says about our technology overrun world is enough to spark a debate with those who tag along for the ride with you. There is as much brains as there is soul, and it has no problem expressing both.

One of the coolest things about KINGSMAN is the casting of Firth, who doesn’t generally venture down the entertainment picture road. Normally we see him hamming it to the sky in his latest Oscar bait role. His biggest films to date are THE KING’S SPEECH (2010), which won him an Oscar, the musical MAMMA MIA! (2008) and Robert Zemeckis’ animated take on A CHRISTMAS CAROL (2009). Firth’s role as Harry Hart is a breath of fresh air, plus it’s certainly a fun thing to see him playing a James Bond-like character finally.

The film is, of course, preposterous in the extreme, but those who are fans of Vaughn should know what they’re in for. KINGSMAN has so many pros and is so much fun that you can easily overlook the minor shortcomings (even one really over-the-line part involving rear entry with a princess), because in the end, the film has a baddie who has blades for legs. I mean, who doesn’t love good old fashioned Robert Rodriguez style weaponry?

KINGSMAN has all the right gadgets. So forget Mr. Grey and his toys. Go enjoy fifty shades of awesome this weekend with THE SECRET SERVICE!

KINGSMAN: THE SECRET SERVICE opens tonight.

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Preston Barta

Hello, there! My name is Preston Barta, and I am the features editor of Fresh Fiction and senior film critic at the Denton Record-Chronicle. My cinematic love story began where I was born: off planet on the isolated desert world of the Jakku system. It's there I passed the time scavenging for loose parts with my good friend Rey. One day I found an old film projector and a dusty reel of the 1975 film JAWS. It rocked my world so much that I left my kinfolk in the rearview (I so miss their morning cups of green milk) to pursue my dreams of writing about film. It wasn't long until I met two gents who said they would give me a lift. I can't recall their names, but one was an older man who liked to point a lot and the other was a tall, hairy fella. They got me as far as one of Jupiter's moons where we crossed paths with the U.S.S. Enterprise. Some pointy-eared bastard said I was clear to come aboard. He saw that I was clutching my beloved shark movie and invited me to the "moving pictures room" where he was screening the 1993 film JURASSIC PARK to his crew. He said my life would be much more prosperous if I were familiar with more work by the god named Steven Spielberg. From there, my love for cinema blossomed. Once we reached planet Earth, everything changed. I found the small town of Denton, TX, and was welcomed into the Barta family. They showed me the writings of local film critic Boo Allen. He became my hero and caused me to chase a degree in film and journalism. After my studies at graduate of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I met some film critics who showed me the ropes and got me into my first press screening: 2011's THE GREEN LANTERN. Don't worry; I recovered just fine. MAD MAX: FURY ROAD was only four years away.