John Wick: Chapter 2, a string of elaborate bullet ballets with only trace elements of a plot, is hardcore gun pornography, pure and simple. And when the imagery faded (along with the hoots ‘n’ hollers of the audience) I felt sunk in a crater of guilt, choking on a miasma of shame.
This specific film may seem like an unfair place to shout “enough!” but its clear indication of intelligence is, in a weird way, doubly irksome. This is a movie that wants to have its shotgun blast to the head and eat it, too.
John Wick: Chapter 2 is a shameful example of Hollywood gun pornography.
So basically it is a good action movie. Just because it made you dump a load in your sensitivity diapers, does not mean we care about your feelings.
I’ll catch it when it comes in PPV.