Kick-Ass: Meet a Gang of Superheroes in the YouTube Age

Kick-Ass, the Matthew Vaughn-directed adaptation of Mark Millar and John Romita Jr.'s graphic novel, sets itself up as an unadulterated exposé of the teenage mind. Tired of being mugged by high school thugs in a Manhattan that's notably scummier than the real thing, our hero Dave Lizewski (Aaron Johnson, a hot young thing given a perm-and-glasses nerd-over) wonders, in a hilariously put-on and intermittent Brit's New Yawk accent, "How come nobaddy's eva tried to become a suppahero?"

In a New York that is part past, part near-future, and part Canadian soundstage (street crime and graffiti are at pre-Giuliani levels, but gadgetry and weaponry are cutting edge), Dave soon learns the hard way that trying to intimidate thieves while wearing a ridiculous green wetsuit/superhero getup elicits first laughter, and then a beatdown. But as soon as he's back on his feet — this time with damaged nerve endings and steel bone reinforcements, thus minimizing his ability to feel pain — he's back on the streets, looking to fight more crime. His bumbling attempt to battle a four-man crew attracts a phone-cam-wielding crowd — which scares off the bad guys. "Who are you?!?" asks an amateur videographer. Ready for his close-up, Dave sneers, "I'm Kick-Ass!" With that phrase and Dave's antics catapulted into the memespace, Kick-Ass is real.

Vaughn approaches the teenage brain as not necessarily a function of age — adults and pre-pubescent girls are here equally afflicted with an identifiably adolescent lack of impulse control and concern for consequence. As Dave's double life takes shape, we're introduced to Mindy Macready (Chloë Moretz), a pigtailed blond pre-teen whose daddy Damon (Nicolas Cage), a wild-eyed ex-cop turned ex-con, trains her to take a bullet and twirl knives for the inevitable day when "some junkie asshole pulls a Glock." The happy family sees the viral Kick-Ass video on the local news, and a lightbulb goes off: There's suddenly a socially acceptable context for their hyper-violent bonding exercises — and for Damon's jones for revenge against the mafia don who set him up and sent him to prison. Soon, Damon/Big Daddy and Mindy/Hit Girl, who, unlike Kick-Ass, are actually good at kicking ass, are wasting drug dealers behind the scenes, while Kick-Ass gets all the media cred. Eventually, they'll have to join up to wage full-on, caped-crusader-on-gangster war.

Tights situation: Aaron Johnson is our nerdy hero in Kick-Ass.
Tights situation: Aaron Johnson is our nerdy hero in Kick-Ass.


Directed by Matthew Vaughn. Written by Jane Goldman. Based on the graphic novel by Mark Millar. Starring Aaron Johnson, Chloë Moretz, Mark Strong, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, and Nicolas Cage. Rated R.

In a rare twist for a film that strives to be current, the characters' reliance on technology isn't contrived. In its first half, Kick-Ass offers a fairly astute, if light, assessment of how new media has given fresh outlets for the age-old instincts of both heroism and hero worship. In an accurate mirror of teen technocratic priorities, Dave seems to be in the crime-fighting game less to save lives, and more for the MySpace glory, which leads to newfound confidence, which gets him laid — and at that point, he's ready to give up the hero racket for good. But no hero gets off that easy, and thus Kick-Ass launches into its second hour, a mess of random source cues and progressively brutal action setpieces shot through with shaky moralism (when a child murders grownups, Kick-Ass wants us to cheer, but when an adult man pummels a little girl, Kick-Ass wants us appalled). As narrative and thematic clarity falls by the wayside, Kick-Ass devolves into a show reel for its ancillary characters; expect to see a lot of slutty Hit Girls this Halloween.

For all of its self-conscious edge, Kick-Ass feels as though Vaughn took all his potentially powerful material and filtered it through distancing devices. It's a teen-angst movie filtered through the comic book form, in which the characters only respond to reality as filtered through comic books, TV, and social networking. Most offensively, it takes the strain of Asian pop culture centered on uniformed schoolgirls coolly and competently kicking the asses of grown men, which has already been filtered into American pop culture by Quentin Tarantino, and reduces it to shallow shock lines. Anything passed through this many filters would come out weak. Never as shocking as it thinks it is, as funny as it should be, or as engaged in cultural critique as it could be, Kick-Ass is half-assed.

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You're a loser. Kick-Ass was a great movie. Don't give me that BS about "cultural critique." If you thought Kick-Ass should have striven to be some liberal douche-bags cry against the injustice of Asian stereotyping or some other douchebaggery you should be reviewing non-comic book movies. I bet you didn't even take the time to read the 8 issue mini-series it was based on before writing and posting this rubbish. Kick-Ass is for people who like to watch asses get kicked while being smashed on Blue Moon, wearing a Mortal Kombat T-shirt. Kick-Ass is for people who like to f***in' party, not snobby hubristic A-holes like yourself.

-Mega Fan Boy3000


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