Dad, you already sent me those Facebook memes about good men with guns taking out bad men and the need to protect your house from foreigners coming after our family. I didn't need to watch a movie in which you think you have the right to shoot anyone you want, especially Russkies, as jazz songs play ironically in the background. Yes, I know office work is boring and spending 8 hours a day accounting makes you feel emasculated, but please, use your daydreams to come up with a less generic fantasy life than this blah knockoff of JOHN WICK & Liam Neeson's past decade. You might actually be stylish and hip if you weren't trying so desperately hard that you're covered in sweat. Your sense of humor isn't actually witty; it would help if you were genuinely able to critique yourself.