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For me, two things are central to a film: the ideas and the atmosphere. And John Wick 3 has both to spare. During the New York scenes, I felt like Blade Runner had spawned a baby with frenetic Hard Boiled-type action. I really haven't seen such a beautifully lit, atmospheric, visually rich action set-pieces in a long time, so brimming with ideas in the contact fight scenes, and yet so fantastically scored that you can feel every punch and hear the difference when Jonathan fires the Magnum and then switches to the shotgun with its typical hollow sounds. And once again I must repeat the key word – ideas!! Nowhere else, in any other film, have I seen such inventive use of horse power, in no other film have I seen such a good knife fight scene (perhaps only the kitchen scene in Evans's The Raid 2 could compete with this) and at the same time I congratulate the dog trainers, the ones who performed there are to be applauded at length. And you know, I was expecting the plot to be an weak tea, but even in that respect it made sense and the mythology, with its laws and rules that can't be broken, has something to it and I enjoy it. And Keanu Reeves? I admire his shape at 55 years old, I prefer to take the elevator when I need to get to the 2nd floor, and here he is doing physically demanding moves like on a treadmill, and he's 8 years older :o) I'm looking forward to #4, here with him!

The most important film today. Gandhi once said that "The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." These words should be set in stone, but given the reality and the clear facts that we don't want to hear about (lest each of us perhaps sully our rosy microcosm), it’s clear that our "superior human race" has nothing to be proud of at all; let everyone make up their own minds. The worst thing is that there’s still a huge force of idiots in the world who do not hesitate to label films like this as “green propaganda”. It’s very, very sad, really. For those interested, the film is available for download at uloz.to.

I'm not a big fan of comic book CGI coloring books, but I have to capitulate here. Especially thanks to the middle section, when it clicks together beautifully like a sophisticated jigsaw puzzle that recalls all the previous Marvel movies, and the film rolls out such incredible fan service that it's almost admirable. That and the last nostalgic quarter of an hour will actually show how the suits from Marvel have it perfectly thought out in advance, even ten or fifteen years in advance. A perfectly tuned machine that is unparalleled in today's film studio constellation. Kevin Feige is a stud.

An overwrought digital coloring book, and I almost want to write "literally" coloring book – looking at the CGI smoothed out faces almost made me throw up. This just shows the hypocrisy of some film critics who accused The Hobbit of CGI overkill (and ignored the fact that in many cases it was also handmade sets), and with Aquaman, which in terms of digital mess is two or three levels above, they are quiet in this respect. I didn’t feel it was alive, not even once. Not even a comic book feel, because even the worst DC comics have more life and multi-dimensional characters than Wan's boring one-dimensional archetypes. Boring, sterile like Znojmo’s pickles.

My two-year-old great-niece loves it, and it’s actually funny sometimes. For example, the episode with the tennis match, where the creators make fun of the screams of players like Sharapova or Azarenka. Of course the kids won't get it, but it's a nice bonus for us adults.

That “nothing happens” here? We must have watched a different film. A very good indie affair for most of its runtime, which surprisingly brings some untested ideas to the post-apocalyptic genre, with a nice chemistry between Dinklage and Fanning, but unfortunately in the last 10 minutes it completely falls apart dramaturgically and loses its sense and logic. Still, I'll stick with the final four star rating that the whole film was going for. It was overall a lot more interesting than I originally expected and I have a soft spot for personal ventures (good advice at the end: never put a rating on FilmBooster :o))

If there was an award for the most forgotten film of a popular genre, I'd have a candidate. An early poliziotteschi piece that badly wanted to be a spy flick, but never went further than an attempt. The story of the double agent is not as convoluted as my colleagues writes here, Miraglia manages to give the dialogue scenes a proper charge. The problem is that the real spice of wannabe Bond films, the action sequences, are three in total, very short and you won't remember any of them as they are bland. The genius loci of 1960s New York works quite well, but the film loses its visual charm when it moves to Hamburg and Berlin. Only the beautiful music with melancholic saxophone and the charismatic Henry Silva, whom I personally love in any movie, keep it above the average.

Do you know the name of Jaromír Soukup's dog? Jaromír Soukup's Dog.

The first 20 minutes, with the errant behaviour of one of the protagonists and the confused editing, were almost unbearable. Then, thankfully, it turned into a nicely atmospheric, cinematically imaginative spectacle, but again with confusing editing. You sit with it out of curiosity, trying to understand what Refn and Tarantino see in it and why Criterion took it under their wing, but it just didn't draw me into the plot, I just don't give a damn about these rambling Godard-esque films. Tokyo Drifter, which I liked a bit more, has the same visual charm, similarly inventive use of music, but the plot is just as rudimentary and the continuity of the scenes completely disjointed. Probably Suzuki is not my cup of tea.

A beautiful, unintentional slap in the face of our current filmmakers, who whine all the time that they don't have the money to make films and when they do get it and make something, it's mostly crap. Here's proof that it's not about money – all you need is an idea, a vision and a skilled craftsman. The almost 90 minutes feel like 10, it has tension, it has an unexpected twist in the second act or so; simply, as I've been convinced lately, the Danes are on fire!