Sequels are hard, comedy sequels are even harder. So I’m pleased to report this comedy sequel generally succeeds in spite of itself. Deadpool’s greatest strength was in its gleeful perversion of the exhausted sooperhero genre, shunning the pretense of actually being one until its final, and weakest act. That final act most informs the direction of Pool 2, burdening it with plotty pretensions which threaten to suffocate its crude smarts. I said threaten. The smarts carry the day in two hilarious closing scenes; a note-perfect Logan rip, and another attempt at expunging X-Men Origins: Wolverine, among other misadventures.
B+
