It is pretty much an in-name-only adaptation of Mark Millar's comic, which is good, because Millar is terrible in oh so many ways. There's some lingering crassness that suggest the origins, but I can ignore those few bits I didn't like in favor of an exuberantly fun and stylish film.
|With great musical cues|
|How does Eggsy afford a Jeremy Scott jacket? I dunno.|
By the climax, Kingsman is an exuberant ride with beautifully surreal imagery to make spy canons such as The Prisoner just as proud as James Bond. It's a spoof that understands what made the goofy spy films of the sixties so much fun - and it's not just the gadgets. (Although they do help.) You've got to have a stomach for violence to watch this one, but if you do, it's quite rewarding.
Kingsman opens everywhere February 13th.