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I’ve got to be one sick puppy. Only a twisted individual could find great entertainment in watching a pre-teen girl slaughter gangsters while wearing a costume and cursing like a sailor.

(As a bonus, I’m now scared of my niece. She is about that age, and she does gymnastics and dance so she’s got all these crazy flippy-flip moves. Thanks to being raised with video games, she’s also got reflexes like a fighter pilot. God help us all if she goes dark side.)

But while I loved the movie version of Kick-Ass, it left me a little uncertain about what it was trying to say. At times, the story of a nerdlinger who puts on a costume and gets beaten like a rented mule on a regular basis seemed like an indictment of trying to live in a comic book fantasy, but when Hit Girl and Big Daddy go ballistic, it seemed to be all about celebrating the Woo-Hoo! factor of splashy over-the-top violence.

After reading the comic, I know that Millar meant it to be about fan boys who took their comics too seriously getting a hard cold dose of reality. Maybe the changes were necessary for the movie to even get made (because it almost didn’t happen), and it’s still a great flick. But the comic has a more consistent vibe and deliberately stripped out all of the Hollywood cool that you find in most books, and obviously, in the movies.

So if you’re like me and don’t have a problem with watching or reading about a young girl acting as a foul mouthed killing machine, then enjoy both the comic and the movie. If you think that it’s wrong�.well, I can’t really argue, but quit looking down your nose at me!