Sequels are always tough. Not only do you have to create a film that is a follow up to the original but it has to have it’s own identity. It will always be compared to the original and even the most die hard of fans will scrutinize it. No one fucks with the original, a phrase echoed by fanboys through the years. Kick-Ass 2 is envious of the original film. It wants to live up to the original so bad you can sense its eagerness to do so. This causes the film to loose it’s heart, wit and joyful energy that the original has become synonymous with.
*Review contains spoilers*
I enter every new season of True Blood with this longing that the show I once feel in love with, would return. Back in seasons 1 through 3, True Blood was more focused, sure it had the crazy amount of sex and violence but it never created situations just to top itself. You believed in all the crazy antics. Scenes as ludicrous as, Bill being tortured by his maker only for him to end up on the buffet for a couple of vampire blood addicted werewolves, felt real and grounded. Back then, True Blood made an effort to ground its campy nature in reality but after season 4, the show became nothing but camp. Over three seasons True Blood has introduced plot lines that never concluded, had the main characters face life-threatening danger with never dying and told about 5 separate stories per season but you only really cared about two. The show became more concerned about delivering on the crazy that story and characters got neglected.