If you go into Deadpool 2 wanting the same as its predecessor, you’re going to be content as it’s an exact replica of what Tim Miller made two years previous, and while that’s perhaps good for the fans, it doesn’t strike any prosperity for longevity. Deadpool 2 doesn’t evolve the character, or franchise in an interesting way, even when it has multiple options to do so, feeling more of a secondary piece to an unravelling puzzle rather than a definitive film in its own right. And that ultimately creates problems, due to the poor conviction of story and characters, which are drastically hollow and unfortunately, meaningless within the films running time. The script is paper thin, stitched together incredibly poorly and clichèd to a point of oblivion, but when the humour hits, it hits well and the audience responds in true delight, even if it is bottom of the barrel stuff. Brolin is slightly miscast, playing the role far too tight and straight, not the deadpan comedy expected, or needed in the like of Agent K in MiB:3. Brolin plays the Cable role far too overly serious, perhaps a role to the longtime rumoured and preferred, Brad Pitt would’ve sufficed and evened the palette of tone. More so disappointing is the direction from David Leitch, famed co-director of John Wick, and recently, Atomic Blonde. The set pieces, while gigantic and undeniably striking, are filled with poor CGI work and such deplorable scene blocking, with shoddy camera work, made all the more disappointing with recent collaborator Jonathan Sela at the helm of cinematography, injecting nothing into such lifeless bland scenes. Fans of the character will appreciate it nonetheless, and there is fun to be had, namely cameos-galore, blink and you’ll miss them, especially one you’ll need an incredibly keen eye to spot.