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Derek KolstadCinematography:
Jonathan SelaCast:
Keanu Reeves, Michael Nyqvist, Alfie Allen, Adrianne Palicki, Bridget Moynahan, Dean Winters, Lance Reddick, Toby Leonard Moore, Ian McShane, John Leguizamo (more)VOD (3)
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An ex-hitman comes out of retirement to track down the gangsters that took everything from him. With New York City as his bullet-riddled playground, JOHN WICK (Keanu Reeves) is a fresh and stylized take on the "assassin genre". (Lionsgate US)
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As my fellow FilmBooster contributor Marigold wrote, the film adaptation of Max Payne should have looked like this. Noir stylisation (neon, rain, night, the big city) with a slightly cheesy pulp atmosphere. The comic-bookishly exaggerated world of Russian mobsters and killers for hire (with such elaborate mythology, I was surprised that the film is not based on a comic-book series). A revenge story stripped to the bone (though not to the such a degree that we wouldn’t understand the protagonist’s motivation). Melodramatic flashbacks are forcibly incorporated into the main storyline and most of the those involved know how things are done in the criminal underworld, so they can get straight to the matter at hand without thinking or talking too much about it. Therefore, neither the protagonist’s simple backstory nor needless words ever draw the flow of the narrative away from the action scenes for long. Thanks to the disciplined camerawork, longer shots and the well-executed editing, the scenes are beautifully well arranged and thus more reminiscent of Asian action (which the director got a taste for thanks to his collaboration with the Wachkowskis) than that of contemporary “realistically” tremulous Hollywood productions. The clean style of shooting the scenes of elimination, with smooth transitions between the individual shots, further resonates with the work of the character John Wick, who is fond of having a clean house and silences most of the bad guys with a bullet to the head just to be sure. Besides the possibility to enjoy the chorographically elegant, precisely rhythmised combination of gunfire and martial arts in all their beauty, the style of the action sequences also serves for the characterisation of the protagonist, for which all of the killing doesn’t otherwise leave much time. Furthermore, we don’t need to know more than the fact that John Wick is a cool killer in order to enjoy the film. Therein lies another parallel with action video games, which do not go much farther in developing their characters (another similarity can be seen in the hotel, which serves as a save-point where the hero can rest and recover from his wounds). The film thematises its video-game nature with a joke built into one of the action scenes, when the fictional worlds of a game and the film intersect. John Wick shows that the effort to oblige gamers (and the associated use of video-game aesthetics) doesn’t have to consist solely in frenetic editing. The film can also be “game-like” due to the emphasis placed on the maximum clarity of the action and the straightforwardness of the narrative, which is not concealed but rather proudly put on display. If The Raid 2 didn’t already have stiff competition in the category of best action film of the year so far, it does now. 80%
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Sorry, but I've already been age 15 a few times for me. John chose the wrong target from the beginning. He should have taken care of the screenwriter, but slowly because for God's sake, just don't kill him when you can torture him! And the torture needs a lot of creativity for that idiot to suffer and live for as long as possible. I'll give it one star for the actors who don't deserve a Boo! rating, but otherwise, I suffered from the very beginning of this film. Do action movies really have to be so stupid?? Overall impression: 20%.
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Dog breeders are major assholes, especially when the Russian underworld nicknames them Baba Jaga. The screenplay is a surreal jumble from head to toe, although it does contain some pretty cool ideas (unions for hired killers). As a stunt specialist, Chad Stahelski doesn't worry about any of it and deals with what he has to work with. The dog will break your heart, Keanu looks like a reincarnation of Satan from beginning to end, and the characters are not just flat - they have been run over by a steamroller. Fortunately, the truly infernal pensive dialogues, which come off as a compilation of bad comic speech bubbles, are balanced by a fairly decent portion of foresight and even larger portions of action. Here we can see that Chad knows what he's filming (wonderfully rhythmic threshing in a disco club, where the tempo of the fight is combined with changes on the dance floor), and sometimes he even seems to have a solid command of film language (wordless collage in the exhibition, solidly-timed jokes). Unfortunately, in the dialogues, he loses his way and he absolutely fails in escalating the film (both Russian villains are worthless at their core). Here we have a completely absurd story, presented in the style of a dark fateful spectacle with a sufficient portion of foresight and an insufficient portion of self-censorship. Either you will enjoy it to the fullest as action junkies (this is what Max Payne might have been like), or you will get through it with a mixture of amusement and grimaces. At its core, it's actually a terribly dumb mess.
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It is rare to see such dirty, unkempt action in an A-budget film, where in the heat of battle, opponents are beaten into a freshly stitched wound and eliminated 95% of the time in the surest way, i.e. by headshot, where cars don't explode upon impact and women fight like women (i.e. not through strength, but by subterfuge), so you don't see them punch and kick hard, which they wouldn't be able to do given their physiognomy, as the vast majority of films in Hollywood today do in terms of gender pseudo-balance. What's more, there's a humorous twist on action movie clichés – the assassins have their own hotel with its own rules, and the unquestionable reason for the carnage is a dead dog. I can understand that, if someone touched my hamster, even John Wick with his arsenal would be in trouble.
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No action movie is complete without a proper villain, and we haven’t seen a more thoroughbred action movie than John Wick in a decade. Unfortunately, its bad guy is a nice, puppy-dog-eyed thrift store uncle. This incomprehensible casting failure is not helped by the direction, which on the one hand wants the audience to be moved by Wick’s wife dying from cancer or his puppy being mercilessly killed, but also tries to entertain with a detached perspective and cynical jokes. This creates a strange emotional mishmash which, however, is rescued from being B-movie absurdity by its cool dark style, great super-brutal action scenes, Keanu Reeves’ spectacular avenger and a few screenwriting ideas that add some refreshing comic-book elements (a hotel for killers). All of this makes me raise my rating to three and half stars.
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