Monday, November 20, 2017

The ambassador of death

John Wick wants to retire, but he can't because he is a badass and the underworld needs badasses like him. And that takes us to Rome, Italy, where he singlehandedly wipes out the local camorra. Soon he is a tagged man with a serious price on his head and the city of New York is the next battleground for John and mercenaries and assassins. Of course this is stupid as shit, but they knew what they were doing. Haven't checked, but I reckon the bodycount is somewhere in 100.

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