(out of 5)
Fun sequel to the surprisingly good original is equally engaging and ridiculous, continuing the adventures of the chav young man (Taron Egerton) who spies for the British operation masquerading as purveyors of fine menswear. After a capricious drug dealer obsessed with retro-fifties Americana (Julianne Moore in fine, loopy form) devastates the British home office, Egerton and systems expert Mark Strong head to the United States where the American equivalent of their department, headed by Jeff Bridges in a bad toupee, provide support for their next mission. Channing Tatum supplies a Texan counterpart to our hero and Halle Berry equals Strong as tech support as they head around the world, eventually landing in Moore’s Cambodian lair, to save the world of drug users from ultimate destruction. Moore’s plan, in the grand tradition of mad villains in spy movies, is to kill hundreds of millions of people by putting a deadly disease in all the substances she supplies unless the American president (Bruce Greenwood) agrees to end the war on drugs and make her operation legal. Most of it is ludicrous, and I’m quite frankly embarrassed for Emily Watson, but the hyperglamorous cast and action sequences make for delicious and refreshingly honest eye candy.
Directed by Matthew Vaughn
Cinematography by George Richmond
Production Design by Darren Gilford
Costume Design by Arianne Phillips
Film Editing by Eddie Hamilton