A true B-movie

Rating: 3/10 (8 February 2015)

Saw it only after checking the IMDb-score, and that I regret. One of the worst movies I've seen for a long time. I didn't really expect much from Keanu Reeves, to familiar with his minimalistic vocabulary, but after The Matrix you really hope for another sudden flash of geniality, don't you? This wasn't one of them.
Storyline: Sucks. Straight forward from initial offense until final revenge. Could have ended several times before that, but that would have made the movie 25 minutes instead of 100. Which perhaps wouldn't be that bad... Some details are also completely lacking all sense of logic which is terribly annoying, but convenient for Mr Wick.
Action: Without any variation what so ever. Running and shooting at everyone with a red or cerise shirt under his jacket, being lucky that even when there's 20 opponents all of them wait for one another to try his luck killing Mr Wick. That makes it one clean kill after the other. Some exploding cars, a small fire, but otherwise just gunshots from close distance. Hundreds of them.
John Wick: For the first 20 minutes I nearly thought it could be a decent action movie. A heartbroken man that doesn't seem so heartbroken. More chronically depressed. He stays in that mode the rest of the film, and there's actually nothing cool about Mr Wick. No style or surprising skills. Just walking around shooting at everything, hardly speaking.
Music: Terrible and annoying. Rap, metal or whatever, that doesn't fit at all.
End: Unbelievably uncool and unrealistic. The ending climax/revenge is also totally without excitement or "goal"-feeling. Just passes by.
PUNCHLINE: Don't waste your time on this movie. See something else. Even grab a movie you just saw that you liked. My girlfriend was actually getting rather depressed and annoyed after half the movie, and stayed in that mode for the rest of it (apart from a few laughs out of frustration from how unrealistic or uncool some scenes actually where). She didn't even mention how it ended but immediately left the sofa and started brushing her teeth in anger. Now, three days later she's forgiven me for dragging the movie into our home, as I promised her it would leave us with the trash bag, and that she could choose the next 10 movies we'll see together. That's pretty much all you need to know.