Review: Something 'Wick'-ed this way comes (again)
Near the end of a recent press screening of "John Wick: Chapter 4," a wave of groans and gasps swept through the audience, followed by a woman's spontaneous cry of encouragement: "C'mon, Johnny, you got this!"
He does indeed, though for a moment you have to wonder. By this point, John Wick — the not-so-retired assassin played to melancholy perfection by Keanu Reeves — has spent roughly two hours falling from back-breaking heights and getting tossed about by fast-moving vehicles, and that's only when he isn't punching, kicking, stabbing and shooting his way through phalanxes of armed assailants. Now, like a beleaguered video-game avatar staggering to the big-bang finish, he faces an uphill climb and a series of smackdowns to make both Sisyphus and Wile E. Coyote grunt in sympathy.
Really, the only sane response is to laugh,
