AS a kid did you ever want to be a superhero? Ever dream of donning a cape and running off to save the town? I am sure you did (assuming you were normal). But likewise I am sure you never actually crossed the line and dared to implement your zany dream. But what if you did? What if you drew up plans for a crime fighting persona, immersed yourself in its fiction, and hit the town seeking to enforce justice? If this happened than you would probably be a living personification of the plot of Kick-Ass.
Like most superhero movie the plot of Kick-Ass stars a wimpy, underdeveloped dork who aspires to be something more than his humble station permits. Enter Dave Whazooskya, a high schooler who cannot figure out why “everyone wants to be Paris Hilton but no one wants to be spider-man”. He is convinced that one eccentric loner should have tried it; so frustrated with the lack of interest on the part of his fellow man, and fed up with the rampant crime in the city, he embarks on a crusade to battle evil.
He dreams up of a costume, does some preparatory training, and hits the town searching for wrong-doers. Fortunately for his ego he finds such people. Unfortunately for his body these same people bash him back into next year. Severely wounded he is taken to the hospital where pieces of metal are inserted into his body to repair broken areas. This set-back doesn’t deter him, however, and in no time he is back on the streets where a routine search for a feline turns into an impromptu fight against gang members which evolves into his first famous example.
Inspired by this show other vigilante forces-those of Big Daddy and Hit Girl-assemble and team up with Kick-Ass (Dave) to take on the city’s drug king-pin: Frank Dimco. However, Frank is on to the opposition’s plans and so enlists the help of his son, who creates his own superhero alter-ego (Red Mist), to lure Kick-Ass into a vulnerable state.
What follows next is a series of action packed fights bloody to the max, and loaded with more cussing and charm than anything I have watched in recent memory. The movie is “Rated R” and for good reason: swearing 12 year olds, people getting decapitated and crushed, drug use, and melodramatic betrayal. Yet between the crude humor and clichéd harkens lie a finalized product which despite its “low budget” managed to carve out a niche in the heavily saturated hero market.
For its content I could find nothing wrong with the film. Some of its premises run a bit thin and unrealistic but overall it is a film grounded in reality (at least to a certain extent). The director and lead composer knew what they were doing, the writing is witty, and the setting and execution more original than most of the current artsy films. That being said I can say with a certainty that if you are searching for a superhero movie with a unique edge, something which differs from the Superman and Dark Knight genre, than look no further.