Kingsman, an independent intelligence agency of the highest discretion level operation to maintain the order in the world is presented in 'Kingsman: The Secret Service'. In 'Kingsman: The Golden Circle' the main characters are facing new challenge. They discover an allied spy organization called Statesman in America founded the same time as they were, as their headquarters are destroyed and world is in danger. These two secret organizations unite to defeat the common merciless enemy in order to save the world and this new adventures becomes a real challenge testing agents' strength and wits to the limit.
If the first played like a simultaneous homage to and parody of Sean Connery's Bond, the second feels like a straight riff on the Roger Moore era: bloated, self-conscious, and smug, with only the occasional flash of nasty wit to put the edge on.
The length of Kingsman: The Golden Circle makes it impossible to sustain momentum, and though parts of it are enjoyable enough, it wears out its welcome before the third act even begins.
[Matthew] Vaughn hasn't only run out of things to say but people to hate, and without that underlying aggression, the movie feels like it's just going through the motions. Better luck next time, bruv.
The first was a surprisingly good spoof of James Bond movies. This sequel, however, has no satire, no clever, funny lines; in fact it's almost 2 1/2 hours of nothingness but lots of silly fights and exploding people.
It's James Bond on laughing gas and too much of everything. Those who hated the first film will be double irritated. Screw 'em. True Kingsman fans will appreciate that the sequel lays on the violence, sex and politics three times thicker.
High-powered and blinged to the hilt, with a lickety-split pace youngsters might expect of action movies these days - and an amount of visual invention they may not.
Much, much more of the same - two hours and 20 bombastic minutes of it, longer than almost every Bond except the most recent batch and just as devoid of laughs, though not for want of trying.
The movie is too long, too violent, too silly-too everything. Yet for those who enjoyed the original Kingsman, it is a more than adequate second act. To put it another way: First time satire, second time farce.
