Couldn’t think of a better title, Reynolds?
By Jason Wiese
When was the last time you received a treat so satisfying that you immediately wanted more? HOLD UP! That was rhetorical. Please spare me the graphic details.
Unless you, like me, were referring to the moment you first saw 2016’s miracle of comic book vulgarity, Deadpool. Ryan Reynolds fills the shoes of Marvel’s endearing, foul-mouthed, red spandex-clad assassin like assorted meat in a sausage casing. His Golden Globe-nominated performance plus a scorching, meta commentary on the dominance of comic book movies made director Tim Miller’s adaptation the most successful R-rated film since The Passion of the Christ. Now Deadpool (neé Wade Wilson) can probably understand what John Lennon meant years ago.
Following its success, the studio decided to pull the inevitable and greenlight a sequel. Well, without needing to waste anymore character space, how exactly do I feel about Deadpool 2? It is atrocious… how MINDBLOWING… -ly bad… that I want to see it again!
Is that not clear enough?
It was good. Okay? The movie was really, really, [expletive] good.
The humor is more meta. The Pool is more Dead. The Reynolds is more Ryan. But above all, the action is more… so much better than the first film, really. One of the things that I believed the first film lacked was action with choreography that could live up to its one-two punch of hilarity. Hiring director David Leitch (co-director of 2014’s John Wick) was the answer! The action sequences, while keeping within the cartoonish nature of Deadpool’s world, also mange feel authentic and more blistering than most comic book films. And even the jokes come as quick as the thrills. Sometimes the thrills come quicker, even prematurely. The fun just does not stop!
Some of the most memorable moments come when the show is shamelessly stolen by two of the other most beloved characters in Deadpool’s lore. Cable (Josh “Wait, isn’t he Thanos?” Brolin), a time-traveling soldier with a metal arm who is not friends with Captain America, and Domino (Zazie “Donald Glover’s Baby Mama in Atlanta” Beetz), the luckiest assassin in the world, finally get their big screen debuts. Both are flawlessly portrayed, with Brolin’s menacing toughness and Beetz’s sexy, scene-stealing, butt-kicking charisma. But, of course, it is still great to see the return of favorites such as the love of Wade Wilson’s life, Vanessa (Morena Baccarin), metallic goody-two-shoes Colossus (Stefan Kapicic), walking, angsty nuclear bomb Negasonic Teenage Warhead (Brianna Hildebrand), reliable taxi driver Dopinder (Karan Soni) and everyone’s favorite sight-impaired IKEA customer, Blind Al (Leslie Uggams).
For any of you who assumed that a sequel to Deadpool would just be a carbon copy of the first film, if you ask me, it is miles above it. Leitch reinvents the world of Deadpool with a darker, grittier scope with some of the best action choreography as of late. The humor makes the first film look like a collection of schoolyard insults. Its maximum effort will put a big, wet, stupid smile on your face. Grab the chimichangas and head to the theater!