Colin Firth and Taron Egerton have been replaced by Ralph Fiennes and, uh Rasputin.
Until now, the premise of Kingsman the series was very simple: what would happen if I strengthened the blood, the sex and the English of the James Bond series to levels never seen before?
The first movie, Kingsman: The Secret Service, it was an unexpected success, proving that it really is an audience for movies that end up with a gag on anal sex. But the sequel, The gold circle, was a little less popular – critics were uncomfortable with an extended set that involved, bad parts, and the public appeared in far fewer numbers.
The formula was clearly at least a little broken, and so the director Matthew Vaughn arranged it, starting the entire franchise with a new prequel skillfully titled The man of the king.
Obviously, any new franchise device will come with some sacrifices. In this case, those sacrifices mainly involve the cast – given that The man of the king is set in the middle of World War I, Eggsy (Taron Egerton) is aggressively too unborn to appear, while it is safe to assume that Harry Hart (Colin Firth) will present himself, at best, in a limited role.
This means the table has been reset, and a new cast of spied spies has been assembled, led by Briton Ralph Fiennes as the Duke of Oxford and promising Harris Dickinson as new Conrad protege, along with Gemma Arterton, Stanley Tucci, Aaron Taylor-Johnson and Charles "The Catering Was Nice" Dance.
Although the plot was kept very tight, the trailer provides some clues about the direction of the series, starting from the horror of a battlefield of the First World War, passing through the shots of a very insidious Rasputin (our villain, probably?) and ends with a taste of a staple of Kingsman, the iconic tailoring.
Look at the whole thing below, and then get ready to drop the movie on Valentine's Day, 2020: