In Ace Agent 2: The Golden Circle, Whiskey is a charismatic villain.
In "Ace Agent 2: The Golden Circle", Eggsy destroys the Secret Service Headquarters for his own reasons, and Eggersy and Merlin are spared, and they work with U.S. federal agents to fight side by side.
Federal field agents, denim whiskey, a casual suit mix and jeans, reflecting the American cowboy culture, evil smile, full of rage, the usual weapons are long whip lasso and double guns. The long whip in his hand can be long or short, and it can also be used to saw people, making people fascinating. Although it is always ridiculed by the ace agents as a jump rope.
Whisky is extraordinary, jealous, hospitable, good at fighting, with a wave of American straight man's uninhibited, bold and rude arrogance. Voting against dried ginger water in the field can be seen as discrimination against women. In the end, dried ginger water was promoted to the new whiskey, of course, this is the last word.
He seems to be a merry man, his girlfriend and unborn child were killed by addicts, losing the love of his life, so he hated addicts and tried his best to prevent the secret service from organizing the rescue of addicts and poisoning all addicts in the world.
Carefully analyzed, the image of the "whiskey" person is very three-dimensional. He cannot be considered "bad", but has taken the principles he originally adhered to the extreme horns.
Stealing the antidote, the whole process is relatively smooth. However, after Egsy, Harry, and Whiskey were forced into a snow hut, Whiskey took the opportunity to deliberately smash the bottle of antidote, which Was detected by Harry. Later, whiskey went out alone to fight the enemies, doing a beast fight in the snow, the pistol did not have ammunition, subconsciously wanted to let the whisky roll over to reset a clip, hahaha. Whiskey finally uses a lasso to cut off the enemy, and the "one split in two" killing effect is a concentrated display of the aesthetic of violence. Harry chose to stand by and watch, whiskey alone after a group of enemies, making people's blood boil.
In the final battle, the whisky was thrown into the meat grinder! Watching his legs in trousers scramble in mid-air, there was no trace of happiness in my heart, but a hint of loneliness and pity. This kind of death without dignity to speak of, and the illogical cause of death, can only be said to be a commercial film for the sake of villains, sacrificed for the sake of the box office. Text/Yuan Rolling