Tuesday, November 4, 2014

John Wick Film Review: The Flame that is Keanu Reeves

John Wick: Don't Set him Off
It seems that in almost all films with male leads, particularly revenge stories, the male is always motivated to tap into his carnal, violent side, which is prompted by the death (or murder as my previous review on Horns indicated) of his significant other – almost always a woman.  In the case of John Wick, his wife has barely a few minutes of screen time before she is killed off, presumably by a longtime battle with a disease.  Helen (Bridget Moynahan), before her death is assumed to have arranged a gift for her widowed husband.  Posthumously, John receives a puppy from his late wife that he aptly named Daisy. 

Daisy is a clever plot device that represents the presence of his wife without having a woman on screen.  When John has a tiff with a couple of Russians outside a gas station, they decide, boldly and naïvely to “set him off.”  Lead by Iosef Tarasov (Alfie Allen) the son of Russian mobster, Viggo -the Russian version of the most interesting man in the world (Michael Nyquist), they enter his home, kill his dog, and steal his car.  Inept Iosef – a boy trying to fill a man’s shoes – has no idea he just awakened the beast.  Keanu Reeves never looked better in black then he does in this film; draped in form fitting suits that fasten like armor, John Wick inflames the whole assassin community in search of his revenge.

The film plays out like a video game with no hesitation to the violence enacted.  The body count rises at each turn of the corner with no remorse.   One cannot help but wonder, with violence such as this often normalized is masculinity constructed to accept male aggression as innate?  John Wick shows very little compassion and even less emotion – an expected trait in assassin films.  But while this style of storytelling is compelling to watch on screen the fact that there is an expectation in our society, for males to express a detachment of humanity is frightening. 

As much as I enjoyed watching Keanu Reeves take down the villains with blatant disregard, the image of male power encased in violent acts defines masculinity with a sense of brutality, bloodshed and a destructiveness that has little room for anything else.  The film seems, on the surface, simple enough, but liberation from gender roles is not just for women.  Men desperately need to learn how to deconstruct the rigid stereotypes in order to navigate in healthy ways not just with women, but with other men too. 

Most action and thriller films are heavily violent, but most of that violence is male against male.  We don’t think twice about the consequences as being socially deadly, but when the patriarchal system we live in condones bestial clashes between men, and defines them as a normal part of manhood, we inadvertently create an unsafe environment for people. 


Overall, John Wick, the film, is decent as any action film.  It is superficially entertaining, and deeply educational on a sociological perspective.  John Wick, the man, is an anti-hero with very few layers of complexities.  Yet, you root for him up until the end.  

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