I didn't bother to watch this until I learned a sequel's scheduled to drop in February, 2017. And the main reason I didn't bother was that I don't look at Keanu Reeves and think "actor." Don't get me wrong; I grew up in the Age of Keanu. He was young and he was pretty, and I was a huge fan. He's not young and pretty anymore (though he's looking really great lately).
Off-screen, Reeves is very charismatic and fun to watch (ironic, right?). And now that he's older and been through the hellish training camps of The Matrix films, he's developed a certain enigmatic maturity which has me intrigued all over again.
It's like he's Keanu 2.0.
On paper, John Wick appears tired and uninspired. Someone pisses off a retired hitman who goes on a killing spree to get his revenge. We've seen that before. Except, with John Wick, it's so much more.
The writers didn't just give us a gloomy revenge flick; they created a whole universe which had me asking all kinds of questions and genuinely looking forward to the sequel.
John Wick introduces its viewers to a society of assassins, with its strict code, its own language, its own currency, and in a manner of speaking, its own "temple". There's an establishment known as the Continental Hotel, where a man named Charon stands as concierge, tending the needs of his visitors. The rules are strict and to the point: assassins cannot conduct business on Continental grounds, as management does not take too kindly to it.