John Wick Chapter 3: Parabellum may not have the abruptly compelling story of its original or the holy arresting style of Chapter 2, but it tenders just enough of its untamed, gore-infested combat extravaganzas that it’s been stamped with as an essential forte to be considered a beneficial junior player by its up-and-coming fan following.
Given the undeniably anxious plot prophesy that the last chapter left us off with, the storyline of John Wick being hunted down by nearly all assassins on the planet does, in some cases, initiate one hell of a lofty rollercoaster. However, the squirmy sequel does unaccustomedly suffer from a lack of rewarding “ideas” or “story elements” in spite of this high-sounding premise, but then again, you and I know exactly why we really came prancing on down to the theaters for. And if you don’t know, well, it was to obviously witness gutloads of delectably choreographed action sequences featuring the man, the myth, the legend, the Baba Yaga himself, Mr. John Motherf***ing Wick.
Fun Fact: Back in high school when I was on the boys’ tennis team, my nickname was “Matrix” because the “boys” thought that I looked like Keanu Reeves. Ahhh, the good old days.
“John Wick Chapter 3: Parabellum” is now playing in theaters.