Directed by Matthew Vaughm
Starring Taron Egerton, Colin Firth & Samuel L. Jackson
Those bored to tears by the utterly limp mainstream release of late will regard ‘Kingsman: The Secret Service’, as a blast of fresh air. The film is a high-octane, low-brow thrill ride of fantastic stunts, larger than life characters and, most importantly, a sense of fun that hasn’t graced our multiplexes in quite some time.
Newcomer Taron Egerton plays ‘Eggsy’, a working class London lad who appears to be getting himself into an inordinate amount of trouble. Enter Harry Hart (expertly played by Colin Firth), a clipped, suit-clad member of ‘Kingsman’ – a branch of the secret service run by Arthur (Michael Caine). After a brilliantly entertaining first meeting in a local London boozer (you’ll remember the phrase “Manners Maketh Man”), Harry offers Eggsy the chance to turn his life around and apply to become Kingman’s newest members.
Of course, it isn’t quite that simple, with threats lying in the toffs Eggsy has to compete against, Samuel L. Jackson (on fantastic form as the lisping baddie), his beautiful henchwoman gazelle (sporting one of the most ingenious uses of prosthetic legs in recent memory) and, of course, a plot to end the world as we know it.
What really works here is the willingness for the film to take the mickey out of the spy genre as a whole. Screenwriter Jane Goldman and director Matthew Vaughn (the deadly duo behind Kick-Ass) really goes to town here, treating us to scene after scene of visceral comic-book brutality.
The pop-culture laden script provides the wealth of British talent the chance to really go to town, and boy do they (you’ll never look at Colin Firth in the same light). Egerton also proves his talent, showing that he is one to keep a close eye on. With breathless action, laughs aplenty and a tightly-packed script, you’d be hard pressed to find yourself having more fun at the cinema than this.