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Hardcore Henry Review (2015) | Gut-wrenching Gore Action Galore

A deafening howl to gore action lovers! People, you have got to watch Hardcore Henry if you wish to experience non-stop gut-wrenching action that is beyond the levels of Shoot ‘Em Up. The action this movie has, places it right up at the top amongst the elite avant garde action group.


What does a good action movie need? Thrilling stunts, profuse gore, constant adrenaline rush, great story to keep it all together. Well, Hardcore Henry has it all, except for the latter which unfortunately stops it from becoming an epic action flick. Nevertheless, we keep our eyes closed and ignore those apparent bits just for the uncanny style of film-making the movie induces.


It is hard to look away (unless you are a wimp) from this action-packed affair of a movie, which gives you a first person perspective akin a game. Just imagine all those place where action might seem possible, and it is all there. Imagine the heights a flick could go to create palpable gun fights, and it soars high to shoot them all. Imagine how ugly a hand-to-hand combat could go, and it surpasses it too.

Hardcore Henry might be odious when it comes to showing gritty yet ugly fight sequences, but they are all spot on. It walks you through a world of chaos as if you were in those Henry shoes. Things that happen in 1 hour 36 minutes of stark scrimmage is something you might want to prep your feeble heart for, in advance.


The surreal part about Hardcore Henry is that Henry can’t speak. So, that leaves us with all ears, listening to other characters talk.

The best character of the movie is undoubtedly Jimmy played superbly by Sharlto Copley. He puts himself in a couple of crazy shoes creating mind-boggling characters, out of which the best one is that of the British World War 2 Corporal. As he occasionally drops off witty one-liners icing them with “Laddie” he scores extraordinary kills alongside Henry.

A still of Jimmy from Hardcore Henry

A grenade a day keeps the enemy at bay.

Also, watch out for that musical dance bit that he does whilst leaving bodies.

Hardcore Henry has a gaming air to it. Right from the start, it would seem as if you are playing a great action game. Guns, grenades, hand-to-hand, it has everything squeezed for emphasis. It has a stunning sniper moment too!


Unfortunately the flick scores really low when it comes to showing a decent movie mien. Things that stop it from hitting that territory are its surreal looks and a weird comportment that it tries to build for its countless action shootouts. The plot of the movie seems like a game rip-off.

Also, there is a sustained palpable absurdity to it that makes you take its characters for a joke. Also, some actors, despite the theatrics, degrade its quality beyond limit. Starting from Danila Kozlovsky as Akan, who comes off as a strong villain, is really shoddy with his acting.

Hardcore Henry movie scores the lowest in Screenplay as well. There aren’t many good lines to cherish except one or two. Melodrama looks really fabricated as well.


You could only imagine the heights the director Ilya Naishuller is willing to scale to ace this beauty. Visual effects are insane! Stunts astounding! Watch out for some thrilling slo-mo bits that the movie retains. You can’t help but give an ovation to him.

Overlooking every flaw the movie has, for its avant garde rare ‘reaching-for-the-moon style’, we focus on what it Hardcore Henry really is. Outright Hardcore!

PS: If you are a die-hard gamer, you are going to fall in love with this movie instantly.

You can check out the trailer of Hardcore Henry here:

The Hateful Eight Review (2015)

The Hateful Eight is a thrilling crime carnage that crawls and feeds on utter suspense.

Quentin has a knack for making the awesome. Not only does he walk in with a dope gore crime drama in his baggage, but he directs the tale magnificently too.

Plot, strewn across three hours of engaging drama, entails six chapters akin to a book that have been well played by a stellar cast. With the front runner Quentin’s ace Samuel L. Jackson under the skin of Major Marquis Warren, and Kurt Russell as John Ruth, a.k.a The Hangman, to do us the honours in the form of bounty hunters, with the latter carrying a brutal plot alongside in cuffs, everyone is headed towards a chaotic world waiting at Minnie’s haberdashery. What is quite beautiful is the way the story unfolds. You almost feel like nothing’s wrong and yet everything is!

The theme is loosely based on blood law, where shooting a perpetrator is simply a form of justice nail and jackhammering it down is a perfect way to end it. But you need to understand if it’s a bandit landscape, killing or shooting without a conscience, without batting an eye, is an acceptable way of living.

Jennifer Jason Leigh is simply outstanding as Daisy Domergue. Tatum has basically a cameo of a role. Walton Goggins is exceptional. Demian Bichir’s short stint as Bob can’t be overlooked either. Both Madsen and Roth have done their bits nicely.

Ennio Morricone’s theme is addictive as he weaves a thrilling score to complement the tale. Sometimes fed in by awesome songs like Apple Blossom, Now you’re All Alone and There Won’t Be Many Coming Home, cut off superbly by Quentin frames, the end product turns out to be sheer delight.

Tarantino’s head is a cruel world. Bullets and gore are his favorite props. But it’s never confined to that. He always has a unique story to tell, which makes for a great movie watching experience. You can almost sway to the Tarantino rhythm as he prolongs frames for emphasis. But sometimes you do wish some editing to take over and snip off some unwanted bits quickly and be over with. What the movie misses on is gut-wrenching tension that used to be the crux of Quentin’s earlier works.

Another downside of The Hateful Eight is at times you feel everything enacted. There is a fluency missing in the flick that fails to connect every act. With a screenplay that appears being ‘read’ and crispy lines that fail to mingle with others, for a touch of the innate, it seems more of a theatrical put-on act. It is only by the time you reach Chapter Four that you begin enjoying the flick truly, for it is then when sham paves way for clarity and things become more dramatic.

However, leave out the above minute details and The Hateful Eight is still a gorgeous criminal entertainer that speaks only of brilliance. Go watch! Tarantinites shouldn’t miss it for the world!

The Revenant Review (2015)

The Revenant is a gruesome gore blended with the right dose of beauty. Grisly and grizzly is written all over it. The biopic that carefully walks on the edges of jaws of death that Glass managed to return from, couldn’t have possibly ended up being more complete and perfect.

“My heart bleeds. But revenge is in the creator’s hands.”

Aforesaid escapes Hikuc’s mouth, a Pawnee who happens to the protagonist amidst complete chaos. He walks in and out of his life like a savior whose only intent seemed to resuscitate his dead and pass on the above rad message.

Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu is a genius behind the lens. Right from the very beginning you can’t help but notice how he walks you amongst the characters. With clean close up shots taken right next to individuals he lets you stay with them, feel the angst, the immediate pain and empathize. His famous long uncut shots are persistent here as well as they complete big takes without breaking the flow. His genius can be seen in parts where the camera swifts gorgeously between pumped-up killing characters on the battle ground and stays on the ones living till their death knell resounds. He even captures breath-gasps on screen by giving a proper follow up to its characters for emphasis.

Leonardo DiCaprio is downright exceptional. To say he ate real bison liver and slept in animal carcass would be to say the least. He wears the skin of Hugh Glass like a pro. There is a constant tension he carries throughout the movie where his brows barely relax and rarely speak of relief. The bear mauling bit is one jaw dropping memorable scene that will forever haunt us in our dreams. To fight right to the moment of being incapacitated was something he aced to perfection. The aftermath of the attack where he loses his vocals, speaks with a wheezing sound, hisses and coughs whilst talking, drinking and eating, are all marvelously mastered.

The Revenant reeks of heart-melting pathos. One of the saddest bits in the flick is when Glass crawls his way to his son’s cadaver. He stops twice whilst doing so taken aback by the sight of the blood and the corpse as he puts his head on his chest, and says:

“I am not leaving you, son. I am right here.”

If you wish to see pain personified, behold Leo’s eyes! Period. To watch him gnaw on that Bison liver whilst knowing it was the real one, couldn’t help you feel sorry for him. To see him get under the quilts of horse flesh naked to beat the cold and all odds, was how you would have wanted the Glass story to be like.

Watching The Revenant is like watching the enthralling head of Emmanuel Lubezki. Tranquil frames visit one by one amidst the crawling story, engaging you with its magnificence. Shots of winter ridden trees, capped mountains, frozen leaves, dewed branches, bubbles of water sluggishly moving ‘neath the river, cloudy moon shots are all badass results of Lubezki grandeur.

The Revenant is an intriguing affair with nature. You behold the might of nature in the biting cold, the hailing storm, big slaps of relentless water that take the protagonist down (water-shot was brilliantly taken as well) and animal savagery in the punishing snow and feel them tingling your bones. It celebrates gore fights where fingers get chopped off, ears plucked off, heads lanced with arrows. Downright brutality!

In all that barbarity, there is beauty lurking in its originality. The way things happened has been given precedence. That’s what makes it special and unique. It is a cold blooded biopic, played outrageously well by its ingenious actors.

Fitzgerald played by Tom Hardy can’t be ignored either. He isn’t all evil, but with one knee in perversion, he could have been anyone put in a dire situation. But he was the one insinuating trouble from the very beginning, trying to justify his act by pointing “you blinked” and attempting to put justice to his killing act. Tom Hardy plays John extremely well with his brilliant accent, and thoughtful eyes that he carries whilst giving explanations.

Bridger is a character that could have been any one. So Poulter plays him with perfection. A little kind to begin with, yet overpowered by power. Not exactly wimpy either but a stone trampled down by Fitzgerald, left without a choice.

The music of the flick is apt. Complements the sadistic theme the flick runs on. It is uplifting in a way, always suggestive of the imminent revenge lurking in the corner. Screenplay is confined, but is no doubt great.

There are brilliant well-thought of parts strewn all across the movie. Hugh’s dreams are quite poetic. They are well supported by whispers and a majestic backdrop that impart meaning. The music there too supplements it. Little things like, a bird escaping from the heart of Glass’ wife signifies her soul leaving the body. One time when Glass is hungry as hell, he sees a herd of deer crossing the river. He imagines he has a rifle, points the stick at them and signals shooting them. Such games of despair!

As the movie concludes, we see the wife of Glass conjuring him, ultimately leaving him alone yet again. It was a perfect way to end it. A typical Inarritu finish that leaves you with questions! The aforementioned is suggestive of how eager Glass was to visit his wife, but he is bereft of death once again. Sheer amazeballs!