For a movie about Keanu Reeves avenging his puppy, John Wick was certainly a lot better than it should have been. It had a witty script and cracking action scenes; plus it made great use of Reeves' slightly limited range. While gunfights were the films draw, it had a couple of nasty one on one scraps to keep things interesting. The best occurs around the midway point, when a female assassin enters Johns room and disturbs his sleep in the worst possible way. The hotel room gets destroyed while they trade punches, and she gives him the piggyback from hell while trying to strangle him; punching him in his open wound isn't good form either. The cartoonish reality of the movie helps mask some of the harshness of the scene, but that giddy fun of it is hard to resist.
