Kingsman: Movie Review
Channeling the feel of the 60’s spy movies isn’t easy, when all the slick glitz of the modern CGI is involved, but Kingsman brings back the character-driven fun of the early Bond/Saint/Rank movie days. “Manners make the man” was the watchword, bringing back the British Army formalism which underlay those secret service movies. In more than a cameo for one of the originals, Michael Caine bookends the cast as the grand old man leading the secret corps of spies.
These latter-day Knights Templar are involved in death struggle with evil mastermind counterpart, that great perennial bad-boy Samuel L. Jackson, here making a list seem truly slimy through his gapped teeth. Point man in the fight is Colin Firth, giving us a duty-bound warrior without the swash-buckling of ‘J.B.’ or the introspections of Harry Palmer or George Smiley.
This movie was crafted around a slick comic by Mark Millar, with a smooth script by Jane Goldman and Director Matthew Vaughn, by now a dab hand at the comic hero movie genre. Breakout performer here was Taron Egerton as Firth’s protégé, with a young female foil in Sophie Cookson, solid here in only her second movie, and evil counterpart played by famous dancer and Nike promotional personality Sofia Boutella, we had a full cast of solid players. Here we have all the elements of a new franchise, and a new set action stars, and a new sub-genre of action flicks. Where Austin Powers took the 60s spy genre for a joy ride, Kingsmen went out and raced to win. Checkered flag to Kingsman!