There’s a scene tossed into Kick-Ass 2‘s structureless mass where Dave Lizewski’s friend Todd (Augustus Prew, replacing Evan Peters) is invited to become a superhero as well. His scuba suit costume is familiar; his name ideas even more so as he settles on ‘Ass Kicker’. This sequel does its fair share of imitation of Matthew Vaughn’s cracker, but it does not kick ass too. It is quite possibly the worst film you’ll see this year.
An opening that promisingly adds story and spirit to Mark Millar’s deadweight comic source soon loses itself to the same glut of flaws, such that the only audience relief is the frequent occurrence of “humorous” violence, punchlines without a setup. What taboo is left to break?
When each grating scene begins you’ll plead mercy, that some kind arsonist will trigger an evacuation to make it stop. Why not make believe?