Unfortunately, there are as many high “falls” in the new John Wick as there are distressingly low stumbles. I smiled the kind of grin that comes with watching Keanu Reeves do very bad things to very bad men. And then, about an hour into the film, the great big “fall” moment arrived, a nasty plunge undertaken by a Berlin gangster that lands with the best kind of bloody thud. So, I entered my (weeks-later) press screening of John Wick: Chapter 4 anticipating one helluva fall from a surprisingly strong film franchise that has consistently one-upped itself in bold, bone-breaking stunt work. Which is why a recent tweet from New York Magazine’s Bilge Ebiri grabbed hold of my eyeballs the other week: “JOHN WICK 4: I think I’m embargoed still, but … we are gonna need a Best Fall award in next year’s Stunt Awards.”
But being a creature of the internet comes with occupational hazards, and I’ll often trip into reviews and bits of reaction, unable to look away. Partly because it makes me feel better about not having been given access to a title earlier than other American critics, partly because it just makes good sense to go in as fresh as possible.
Starring Keanu Reeves, Donnie Yen and Ian McShaneĪs a rule, I try to avoid reading reviews before watching a movie that I also intend to review.Written by Shay Hatten and Michael Finch.
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