The first John Wick caught me (and everyone) by surprise. I’m not sure anyone expected it to be the smash hit that it became.

A retired assassin, who just lost his wife, has the puppy she left for him killed and his car stolen in a home invasion. The fire ignites. So he goes and hunts down anyone who may have had any contact with the gang responsible and kills them all. A lot. He kills them a lot. Not just regular killing where they die, but extreme killing where they really die. Head shots. Head shots for days.

It is, without a doubt, one of my favorite movies of all time. That’s a lot to live up to when you talk about doing a sequel. There’s no way they could capture that lightning in a bottle again, right? Wrong.

John Wick Chapter 2 is beyond incredible.

Essentially the plot is the same (minus the dog murder). Wick is forced back into the assassin life he thought he left behind. But this time, you get a greater look into the scope of the secret world of the planet’s most deadly assassins.

There’s still an extremely high body count and many people are shot in the head. It’s. Incredible.

To quote one of the greatest actors of all-time, Mr. Keanu Reeves, I left the theater and could only say, “Whoa.”

Here’s how many Kurt Russell’s I gave it on Good Day.