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John Wick 3: Parabellum.
with Keanu Reeves, Halle Berry, Ian McShane and a whole lotta dead people.
We return to the tattoo-covered, hairy-chested alternate universe where everyone is either a superhuman hitman or an employee of some ancillary business supporting hitman trades for Keanu Reeves' third trip to the well as the (near enough) immortal assassin John Wick. The headshot highlight reel picks up right after the events of the 2nd movie, and John's on the run with a $14 million...no, wait! $15 million bounty on his head. Every wannabe hitman on the planet crawls out of the woodwork with visions of 15 million cool dollars dancing in their heads...and those visions have lots of room to move because those heads apparently contain no memory of John Wick spending two previous movies mowing down entire city blocks just for shits and giggles. Long passages go by with all the suspense of watching a Twitch streamer romping through Call of Duty on easy mode using an aimbot. Halle Berry shows up for a while and brings her two Alsatians along for some furry fun, lending an air of an NPC escort mission for about 15 minutes. The crux of the matter is The Table (management of the hitman universe) is pissed at the only people who were smart enough to let John Wick go without trying to kill him in the last two movies, and open rebellion threatens to break out against them. They recruit a horde of ninjas from the local sushi bar, and it's open war in the well-appointed indoor atria of NYC and elsewhere.
It actually manages some interest here and there. Some genuinely creative fights and set pieces happen involving museums, stables, horses, motorcycles (because duh, Keanu Reeves), locations show some variety, and the single most important thing in this movie's favour: no rapid cuts and no shaky cam. I can't tell you how much more tolerable that makes this movie. Most of the fights happen in one continuous shot. Logic? Reason? Plot? Yeah, not so much. So you've got to deliver the goods in an action movie like this, and...yeah, it does for a lot of the time. If you've watched the last two John Wick movies and liked them, you'll like this.
Nobody messes with his puppy this time.
Oh, and I'm getting sick of Ian McShane being Ian McShane in everything he's in. Who does he think he is, Al Pacino?
with Keanu Reeves, Halle Berry, Ian McShane and a whole lotta dead people.
We return to the tattoo-covered, hairy-chested alternate universe where everyone is either a superhuman hitman or an employee of some ancillary business supporting hitman trades for Keanu Reeves' third trip to the well as the (near enough) immortal assassin John Wick. The headshot highlight reel picks up right after the events of the 2nd movie, and John's on the run with a $14 million...no, wait! $15 million bounty on his head. Every wannabe hitman on the planet crawls out of the woodwork with visions of 15 million cool dollars dancing in their heads...and those visions have lots of room to move because those heads apparently contain no memory of John Wick spending two previous movies mowing down entire city blocks just for shits and giggles. Long passages go by with all the suspense of watching a Twitch streamer romping through Call of Duty on easy mode using an aimbot. Halle Berry shows up for a while and brings her two Alsatians along for some furry fun, lending an air of an NPC escort mission for about 15 minutes. The crux of the matter is The Table (management of the hitman universe) is pissed at the only people who were smart enough to let John Wick go without trying to kill him in the last two movies, and open rebellion threatens to break out against them. They recruit a horde of ninjas from the local sushi bar, and it's open war in the well-appointed indoor atria of NYC and elsewhere.
It actually manages some interest here and there. Some genuinely creative fights and set pieces happen involving museums, stables, horses, motorcycles (because duh, Keanu Reeves), locations show some variety, and the single most important thing in this movie's favour: no rapid cuts and no shaky cam. I can't tell you how much more tolerable that makes this movie. Most of the fights happen in one continuous shot. Logic? Reason? Plot? Yeah, not so much. So you've got to deliver the goods in an action movie like this, and...yeah, it does for a lot of the time. If you've watched the last two John Wick movies and liked them, you'll like this.
Nobody messes with his puppy this time.
Oh, and I'm getting sick of Ian McShane being Ian McShane in everything he's in. Who does he think he is, Al Pacino?
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