Back in 2015, when I watched the original Kingsman: The Secret Service, I found a number of things to like, despite finding the story too faintly ludicrious, and, frankly, poorly written. I greatly enjoyed the performances of both Colin Firth and then-newcomer Taron Egerton, and mostly liked Matthew Vaughn’s direction, whose style seems like a cruder version of Guy Ritchie’s. The script, by both Vaughn and Jane Goldman failed to engage me on most of its plot points, though. This time around, Vaughn and Goldman return with a sequel, subtitled The Golden Circle, and I ran out of patience from the first scene. This is one of the worst sequels I’ve ever sat through.
AT THE FOOTHILLS OF MADNESS 