Review: Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2
Every scene is an attack on the senses in this second adventure with Marvel’s Guardians
28 April, 2017 — By Dan Carrier
Kurt Russell as Ego in the eyeball-scorching Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2
GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL 2
Directed by James Gunn
Zooming through outer space while bantering with a motley crew of space oddities, Marvel’s Guardians is a franchise that combines a kind of Red Dwarf humour (though for more generic American tastes) with utterly spectacular effects.
In this second instalment, the gang led by Peter Quill – aka Star Lord (Chris Pratt) – are embroiled in an adventure that starts with cheeky racoon Rocket (Bradley Cooper) pinching some super-batteries off a race of Brave New World-style, genetically bred, gold-skinned aliens and then leads us into a tale where he discovers he is the son of a god called Ego (Kurt Russell).
Star Lord has some decisions to make about what the future holds for him in light of fresh information arising about his heritage, while flirting with his alien beau Gamora (Zoe Saldana) and shooting laser-guns at all and sundry.
But the crankily told story is not really important. This is a graphically eyeball-scorching film, with every scene an attack on the senses. It’s packed with wisecracks – some good, others not so – and general silliness throughout.
Scene-stealers are Rocket, and cute walking, talking plant man Groot (Vin Diesel) who have the best lines.
If you’re a Guardians fan, there is no reason you won’t enjoy the spectacle. If you are new to this caper, you may think it a little too pleased with itself and a little too satisfied that crashes, bangs and wallops make up for a storyline.
But it does have an ace soundtrack, so if you lose concentration, sit back and tap your feet to some nostalgic 70s rock.