John Wick: Chapter Two is a film of focus.
And sheer fucking will.
Literally the first thing Batman says. Fuck me.
For a film made with construction blocks, this surely deconstructs the Batman character in depths never reached before in film. No film understands Batman's psyche as perfectly as this one does, and the best thing about it is the fact that this Batman jokes around, refers to himself as "a pure heavy metal machine", raps about how awesome he is and makes Tony Stark look like an amateur with his sarcasm…
Your descent into Hell begins here, John.
1899, "a movie hall," from French cinéma, shortened from cinématographe "motion picture projector and camera," coined 1890s by Lumiere brothers, who invented it, from Latinized form of Greek kinemat-, comb. form of kinema "movement," from kinein "to move" + graphein "to write".
This is your Empire Strikes Back, your The Dark Knight, your The Raid 2, your Rurouni Kenshin: Kyoto Inferno.
I barely know how to start this. I'm not gonna…