Y'all have got to stop worshiping mediocrity.

I only became aware of the hype around the John Wick franchise a few years ago. Literally had a friend saying to me: "I'm so jealous of you that you still get to watch them unspoiled yet, wish I could forget them and rediscover them.". With praise like that you expect some life-altering audiovisual experience that you'll carry with you for the rest of your life. In the time it took me to get around watching the film I finally started to notice the similar excessive praise around the internet. So I was looking forward to it.

So then I watched it. Yikes. What a sobering disappointment. Also yawn. Actually got bored halfway through the movie. Went to go do something else for 20 minutes just to get a break and watched the second half with another tab open to distract me from the boredom.

How are people impressed with this? I would have thought this was cool if I saw it in the early 2000s. When a bunch of action flicks in the same vein were coming out and it was a fresh new thing. And only because back then I was still an immature teenager.

Now however, I found it generic, uninspired, immature, repetitive and ultimately boring. It ticked of every cliché from' the big book of action movie clichés'. I wont even bother to list them, you'll know 'em when you see 'em.

It's got the obligatory brain dead Hollywood morals written by toddlers. They killed his dog, well, wasn't even really his dog since he got it for about a day or 2. And stole his car. Surely this is substantial cause - nay! Scratch that - it's simply straight up justice for him to go kill about a hundred people in retaliation. Right? Hurrah for the noble hero. Who's incidentally a hitman by the way, clear beacon of moral justice. But who cares right? It's just Russian henchmen that he kills, they're not really people. They can't possibly have families and friends. Or taken on a security gig just to make ends meet.

But let's move on because the above feels like trying to deep sea dive in a puddle.

'The' reason these films get praised is apparently the tight choreography. There's choreography all right: John Wick has an aimbot and a wallhack installed. Plus also some kind off rear view mirror cheat that makes him able to sense people sneaking up from behind. Sometimes a lucky henchman can actually get the drop on Johnny boy but that's okay: the henchmen are all playing on storm trooper difficulty. If he was a barn and presenting them his broad side he still wouldn't have to worry about getting shot.

The result is a succession of action scenes where John steadily, confidently and without emotion walks through buildings as he double taps bad guys left and right mere split seconds apart.

From all the praise these films were getting my expectations and hopes were that John Wick was maybe going to be a new type of action film, one that tries to portray action in a realistic fashion.

Nope it's just more of the same tiresome cringe. Hero guy with gun kills all the bad guys with guns. Pew Pew. This is basically a modern stylized version of what Rambo (coincidentally another John) did in the eighties. Like then it impressed teenagers and immature manchildren but made everybody else roll their eyes in cringe.

I'm removing the sequels off of my watch list after this.