Above: Keanu Reeves as the notorious John Wick
On a rooftop in New York, in the wee
hours of the morning, feared mob boss Viggo Tarasov (Michael Nyqvist) makes a
threatening call to chop shop owner Aurelio (John Leguizamo) regarding a past
grievance.
“I’m told you struck my son,” Viggo
says.
“Yes I did, sir,” Aurelio admits.
“Why?” Viggo asks.
“Uh, because he stole John Wick’s car,
sir, and he killed his dog.”
“…oh,” Viggo says. He then hangs up the
phone.
I could probably go into a more
detailed synopsis, but that exchange pretty much sums up the bullet points. John Wick (Keanu Reeves) is a retired hit man
so dangerous that he’s known as “the Boogeyman.” Now, his ’69 Mustang is gone, his beagle is
dead, and he’s on a rip-roaring rampage of revenge against the punk kid (Alfie
Allen) responsible. And no amount of
goons, mooks, thugs, or hired killers is going to stop him.
“John Wick” is the directorial debut of
stuntmen/coordinators Chad Stahelski and David Leitch, who manage to pull off a
stylized action flick in the vein of “Drive” or “Looper.” What’s interesting about it is how different
the before and after of John’s life are. His retirement in suburban New Jersey is shot
with a blue-gray filter, quick-cut editing, and almost no score at all. Then, things kick into high gear once John
returns to his old gangster haunts, which are infused with lush colors, lurid
music, and more deliberate, measured shots. Appropriately, the fight scenes are fast-paced
and energetic, with John shooting and stabbing (but mostly shooting) his way
through every bad guy in the Russian mob with ruthless efficiency. He knows how his enemies fight, he knows how
to counter them, and Mr. Reeves makes you believe this is a man to be feared.
The supporting cast is an interesting
mix of familiar character actors. New
York’s underbelly is populated by people like Willem Dafoe, Ian McShane, Dean
Winters, Adrianne Palicki, Lance Reddick, and the aforementioned Messrs.
Nyqvist, Leguizamo, and Allen, who all elevate the roles that are written in
Derek Kolstad’s script. However, the
star of the show is Mr. Reeves, who comes off as very capable as the titular
character. His…shall we say, “subdued”
style of acting works perfectly for Wick as he drifts disaffected through
retirement after his wife’s death until events force him to wake up and be a
human being again.
“John Wick” is unlikely to change
anyone’s life. For all its flourishes,
the story isn’t revolutionary and you’d be forgiven for describing it as being
paced like a video game (the final “boss fight” against Viggo has Wick shooting
bad guys from behind the wheel of a muscle car like he’s playing “Grand Theft
Auto”). But it’s a fun little action
romp and a good first outing for new directors.
There are worse ways to spend 101
minutes.
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