John Wick Chapter 4 (2023)
Remember the days when John Wick was just a badass local hitman recently retired from a mid-range Russian mafia outfit? I do. Somewhere along the line, John Wick became an ultra badass best assassin in the world, where assassins are run by some weird council of ultra-rich implicitly centuries old, with rules from the medieval era. Was this an improvement? I struggle to really think so. Anyway, John Wick is apparently still trying to get out of the game... by killing lots of people.
This movie is 2h 40m long. Let that sink into your head. Given the plot and character development is a little superfluous, 2h 40m is far too many fight scenes. In fact, the entire first tranche of the film (Osaka) plays effectively no useful role whatsoever. It could have all been cut out, the film would have lost nothing, and you'd have had less worrying whether you'd need to go to the toilet halfway through and squirming restlessly in your chair (assuming you're in a cinema).
It's very pretty and clearly more expensive than its forebears. The fight scenes are mostly well set-up, proper set pieces in suitably pretty locations. I would perhaps fault it a little (especially in the Osaka sequence) for moments where the hero is fighting multiple opponents, and one stuntman is very obviously playing for time (clearing his head, groping for a weapon) waiting for Wick to deal with his colleague so they can do their bit again. One of the kind of problems with ramping up the ante is also that it requires a lot more suspension of disbelief. I think it's fair to say that after his trip to Paris in this film, John Wick will have single-handed reduced violent crime in the French capital by about 90%. And not a policeman in sight - even as this occurs around top Parisian tourist sites. Nor were the police in evidence during a mass fight in an Osaka hotel with a lot of dozens of combatants, or a fight in Berlin club, where the dancing clubbers seemed to watch a few dozen guys being shot, stabbed, hacked up and generally maimed and killed with mild curiosity, vague irritation or bored disinterest. (Was that Scott Adkins in a fatsuit?) And whilst I can just about buy John Wick having a Kevlar suit soaking up bullets, I can't really get behind the number of times he's hit by a car or falling three stories onto a van and not being crippled by broken bones.
So, well, this is not a bad film. It's got the core John Wick of showy fights as a big plus, but the now trompe l'oeil plot and setting, and the appallingly excessive, flabby length don't really do it any favours. Please, please please film-makers, start thinking about 90-100 minute movies again: taut and efficient.
Remember the days when John Wick was just a badass local hitman recently retired from a mid-range Russian mafia outfit? I do. Somewhere along the line, John Wick became an ultra badass best assassin in the world, where assassins are run by some weird council of ultra-rich implicitly centuries old, with rules from the medieval era. Was this an improvement? I struggle to really think so. Anyway, John Wick is apparently still trying to get out of the game... by killing lots of people.
This movie is 2h 40m long. Let that sink into your head. Given the plot and character development is a little superfluous, 2h 40m is far too many fight scenes. In fact, the entire first tranche of the film (Osaka) plays effectively no useful role whatsoever. It could have all been cut out, the film would have lost nothing, and you'd have had less worrying whether you'd need to go to the toilet halfway through and squirming restlessly in your chair (assuming you're in a cinema).
It's very pretty and clearly more expensive than its forebears. The fight scenes are mostly well set-up, proper set pieces in suitably pretty locations. I would perhaps fault it a little (especially in the Osaka sequence) for moments where the hero is fighting multiple opponents, and one stuntman is very obviously playing for time (clearing his head, groping for a weapon) waiting for Wick to deal with his colleague so they can do their bit again. One of the kind of problems with ramping up the ante is also that it requires a lot more suspension of disbelief. I think it's fair to say that after his trip to Paris in this film, John Wick will have single-handed reduced violent crime in the French capital by about 90%. And not a policeman in sight - even as this occurs around top Parisian tourist sites. Nor were the police in evidence during a mass fight in an Osaka hotel with a lot of dozens of combatants, or a fight in Berlin club, where the dancing clubbers seemed to watch a few dozen guys being shot, stabbed, hacked up and generally maimed and killed with mild curiosity, vague irritation or bored disinterest. (Was that Scott Adkins in a fatsuit?) And whilst I can just about buy John Wick having a Kevlar suit soaking up bullets, I can't really get behind the number of times he's hit by a car or falling three stories onto a van and not being crippled by broken bones.
So, well, this is not a bad film. It's got the core John Wick of showy fights as a big plus, but the now trompe l'oeil plot and setting, and the appallingly excessive, flabby length don't really do it any favours. Please, please please film-makers, start thinking about 90-100 minute movies again: taut and efficient.