Deadpool has returned, but you all knew that already, didn’t you? What with all the insane marketing campaigning. Which I loved.
You can’t watch Deadpool and its sequel without understanding the meta nature of it. Full of pop culture jokes that are the dream of anyone who, well, loves pop culture, Deadpool 2 is bigger in every way.
The plot is the least important thing here, but let’s give it a go: after a tragedy leaves Wade/Deadpool (Ryan Reynolds) full of suicidal thoughts, he needs to rethink his life when he finds himself at a crossroads because of a mouthy teen mutant, Russell (played by Julian Dennison, from the great Hunt for the Wilderpeople). Deadpool must now protect Russell at all costs from a time-travelling “baddie”, Cable (not-purple Josh Brolin). I won’t spoil much, but the plot has a couple of twists that only serve to give us more of that DP humour we all love -we, as in people who like Deadpool.
Like I said, this sequel is even more self-referential than is predecessor, with jokes at the expense of Hugh Jackman, the latest Avengers movie and Reynolds himself. Even the expected and unexpected cameos work, and while some other superhero sequels in the past have tended to be a repetition of sorts, this script, penned by Reynolds himself with Rhett Reese and Paul Wernick, knows what the audience needs.
But if you’ve been living under a rock for the past twenty years, I guarantee you are not going to understand a single reference. Be warned.