There’s nary a breather between set-pieces, and an eye-popping number of sly references to the genre’s forebearers (at one moment, a slash-and-dash nod to Takashi Miike’s Ichi the Killer; at another, a very small call-back to the mace Gogo Yubari wields in Quentin Tarantino’s Kill Bill, itself inspired by Jimmy Wang Yu’s Master of the Flying Guillotine).
Stylistic appeal blends Akira Kurosawa with Walter Hill, or Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon with Indonesia’s massive genre movement à la The Raid to The Night Comes For Us , because John Wick movies have always been at their best when ignoring bulkier, bodyslammy American tendencies.