John Wick: Chapter 3

Being such a fan of the 1st John Wick, I was hoping that this 3rd installment would emulate the 1st one, since I was so disappointed with John Wick 2. Unfortunately, it did not.

The problem I have with both the 2nd and 3rd chapters is the same: they’re so over-the-top unbelievable that they’re just plain stupid. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m all about fantasy entertainment (hello, Game of Thrones!), but if you’re going to make a plot that is so ridiculously unfathomable then you better have some kickass writing, acting, and character chemistry (i.e. Faceoff, Benjamin Button).

The first John Wick was such a great movie because most of it really COULD’VE happened, and the main protagonist is humanized (he cries, he loves, he drinks water), so you connect with him and are rooting for him to get vengeance. In 2 & now 3, he just turns into some sort of weirdo robot and there’s no real connection with any other characters. The plot was all over the place (A dark Russian orphanage with ballet and wrestling? The weird monotone lady agent who is affiliated with the High Table? Who really is the dude in Morocco who lives in a tent? How did John survive 48 hours in the desert with no water and still wearing his tie and not a drop of sweat on his shirt? What happened to Halle Berry’s character? How did Lawerence Fishburne survive 7 samari sword slashings? Why is he so eerily resembling his character on the Matrix?)

Sorry to go on and on, but I left the theatre unsatisfied, perplexed, and really irritated at the ending. John Wick, you were so cool on our first date…now I’m over you!

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