some reviews…
Thumbs down from Roger
Ebert found the movie’s carnage and darkness made him sad
By ROGER EBERT | Movie Review
Fri. Apr 16 - 4:54 AM
SHALL I have feelings, or should I pretend to be cool? Will I seem hopelessly square if I find Kick-Ass morally reprehensible, and will I appear to have missed the point? Let’s say you’re a big fan of the original comic book, and you think the movie does it justice. You know what? You inhabit a world I am so very not interested in. A motion picture camera makes a record of whatever is placed in front of it, and in this case it shows deadly carnage dished out by an 11-year-old girl, after which an adult man brutally hammers her to within an inch of her life. Blood everywhere. Now tell me all about the context.
The movie’s premise is that ordinary people, including a high school kid, the 11-year-old and her father, try to become superheroes in order to punish evil men. The flaw in this premise is that the little girl DOES become a superhero. In one scene, she faces a hallway jammed with heavily armed gangsters and shoots, stabs and kicks them all to death, while flying through the air with such power it’s enough to make Jackie Chan take out an AARP membership.
This isn’t comic violence. These men, and many others in the film, are really stone cold dead. And the 11-year-old apparently experiences no emotions about this. Many children that age would be, I dunno, AFFECTED somehow, don’t you think, after killing eight or 12 men who were trying to kill her?
I know, I know. This is a satire. But a satire of what? The movie’s rated R, which means in this case that it’s doubly attractive to anyone under 17. I’m not too worried about 16-year-olds here. I’m thinking of six-year-olds. There are characters here with walls covered in carefully mounted firearms, ranging from handguns through automatic weapons to bazookas. At the end, when the villain deliciously anticipates blowing a bullet hole in the child’s head, he is prevented only because her friend, in the nick of time, shoots him with a bazooka shell at three-metre range and blows him through a skyscraper window and across several city blocks of sky in a projectile of blood, flame and smoke. As I often read on the Internet: Hahahahaha.
The little girl is named Mindy (Chloe Grace Moretz). She adopts the persona of Hit Girl. She has been trained by her father, Big Daddy (Nicolas Cage), to join him in the battle against a crime boss (Mark Strong). Her training includes being shot at point-blank range while wearing a bulletproof vest. She also masters the martial arts — more, I would say, than any other movie martial artist of any age I can recall. And she’s gifted with deadly knife-throwing; a foot-long knife was presented to her by her dad as, I guess, a graduation present.
Big Daddy and Mindy never have a chat about, you know, stuff like how when you kill people they are really dead. This movie regards human beings like video game targets. Kill one, and you score. They’re dead, you win. When kids in the age range of this movie’s home video audience are shooting each other every day in America, that kind of stops being funny.
Hit Girl teams up with Kick-Ass (Aaron Johnson), the narrator of the film, a lacklustre high school kid who lives vicariously through comic books. For reasons tedious to explain, he orders a masked costume by mail order and sets about trying to behave as a superhero, which doesn’t work out well. He lacks the training of a Big Daddy. But as he and Hit Girl find themselves fighting side by side, he turns into a quick learner. Also, you don’t need to be great at hand-to-hand combat if you can just shoot people dead.
The early scenes give promise of an entirely different comedy. Aaron Johnson has a certain anti-charm, his problems in high school are engaging, and so on. A little later, I reflected that possibly only Nic Cage could seem to shoot a small girl point-blank and make it, well, funny. Say what you will about her character, but Chloe Grace Moretz has presence and appeal. Then the movie moved into dark, dark territory, and I grew sad.
‘This movie regards human beings like video game targets. Kill one, and you score.’
Wild applause from Mick :eek:
Review: That’s ‘Kick-Ass’ entertainment
Mick LaSalle, Chronicle Movie Critic
Friday, April 16, 2010
WILD APPLAUSE Action comedy. Starring Aaron Johnson, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, Nicolas Cage, Mark Strong and Chloe Moretz. Directed by Matthew Vaughn. (R. 117 minutes. At Bay Area theaters.)
“Kick-Ass” lives up to the promise of its title, but it’s better than its title, too. It’s not an innocuous comedy. It doesn’t talk down to audiences. It brings together several popular strains of contemporary moviemaking and combines them into one big, shameless, audacious, compulsively watchable, irresistibly likable piece of pure entertainment.
It’s a comic book action movie, but it’s not just that. It’s also a teen comedy, with the honest outrageousness of an “American Pie” or a “Superbad.” At the same time somebody has been watching Tarantino movies, because “Kick-Ass” has the crazy outsize, cartoonlike violence of a Tarantino film plus the knowing sense of humor. There’s a serious intelligence behind this picture, and that’s especially welcome in a genre usually exploited to attract people either too young to know better or too dumb to care. Intelligence equals risk. It means playing with lucrative formulas in pursuit of an actual vision. “Kick-Ass” takes chances and succeeds.
The story - or rather the jumping-off point for the story - concerns an average high school kid, Dave (Aaron Johnson), who aspires to be a superhero, even though he can’t fight, has no super powers and no disposable income with which to outfit a bat cave. Uh-oh, you might think, this sounds like the recipe for something corny, a gentle comedy about a boy and his dream. Forget it. Five minutes into his superhero career, the same thing happens to Dave that would happen to any defenseless naif who shows up in a jumpsuit and tries to stop a robbery.
“Kick-Ass” is the third film from director Matthew Vaughn (“Star Dust,” “Layer Cake”), whose movies, though very different, have in common a firm command of story. Starting with a high school kid who dresses like a superhero and calls himself “Kick-Ass,” the movie’s world expands. The media get involved. Then the Internet. Organized crime is drawn into the story, and so are Nicolas Cage and Chloe Moretz as a lethal father-and-daughter duo who, in their superhero incarnations, go by the names Big Daddy and Hit Girl.
Cage, who has been focusing in recent years on big-scale blockbusters, finally finds one that calls forth the qualities of intensity and idiosyncratic humor that made audiences like him in the first place. As a cop who has had his life ruined by a mob boss (Mark Strong), Cage is a poignant figure. Yet he’s also quite funny in his Big Daddy incarnation, doing a blatant imitation of TV’s Batman, Adam West.
The violence in “Kick-Ass” is off the charts, but the thing that might make it sound especially appalling is in fact the thing that mitigates it: Most of it is committed by a charming, tiny 11-year-old girl. As Hit Girl, Moretz kills at least 50 bad guys, and it’s all so over the top and absurd that only the most sensitive souls will find it disturbing. Vaughn also speeds up the action during the violence and cranks up the soundtrack, turning each episode into a comic set piece.
Yet however grand and fantastic individual elements may become, Vaughn and Jane Goldman, who collaborated on the adaptation of Mark Millar’s comic book series, keep the personal relationships grounded in recognizable reality. For example, the ridiculous friendship that develops between Dave and the girl of his dreams, because she thinks he’s gay. Or the family dynamic between the suave, ruthless mobster and his wonderfully nerdy son. Christopher Mintz-Plasse, who achieved screen immortality as McLovin in “Superbad,” plays the son, and with his cultivated aura of goofiness and misplaced self-satisfaction, he’s made for the screen.
Likewise, though the events in “Kick-Ass” are extreme, we can recognize the violence and ridiculousness, as well the vanity and the craving of the central characters. This is our world, too, but a wild, funhouse version of it - emphasis on the fun part.
– Advisory: This movie contains nudity, sexual situations, extreme violence and drug use.