Returning from a long Letterboxd absence to declare that this is simply a really, really bad film, top-to-bottom, other than the obvious effort that's gone into the choreography and sound design/co-ordination.
The Raid: you go for a curry. The waiter asks if you'd like extra spice. You say 'no thanks', and you also turn down the garlic naan. You have a glass of water instead of a beer, and you walk away, sated.
The Raid 2: you go back to the same curry house, but the waiter insists on vindaloo. You eat it too quickly at first, but you start to slow down, and it's taking ages. It tastes good, but…
Watched it as a naughty schoolboy roughly half my life ago - I'd been tempted by the quote on the video box that called it "quality erotica" or some such.
Was a bit disappointed.
However, I was knocked sideways this time around - I can't remember a recent occasion when I've reacted so viscerally, so frequently to a film. I actually had to pause it at one point to catch my breath. (In case you were wondering, it was a…