[WARNING: The following contains a spoiler for a very predictable film. Don't read if you're an idiot who is surprised by wafer-thin plots.] So, I watched John Wick last night and got into a rage. Not because of the premise, the acting, the cynical placement of black and female characters, the pointlessness of Willem Dafoe, or even the moronic choices of the villain... ....but the Mooks. John Wick is one in a long line of action/adventure movies where a literal horde of dim-witted and faceless henchmen get slaughtered wholesale. I feel that we, as viewers, are supposed to be desensitized to this, and look beyond these massacres to focus on the adrenal, visceral beauty of the hero in motion. But if you switch perspectives and actually reflect on these Mooks, it makes most movies horrendous to watch. Your typical mook: 1) Is a white middle-aged guy in a black suit/uniform/coat. 2) Never speaks except to usher a Wilhem scream or blindly acknowledge the orders of the villain. 3) Has a basic inventory that includes a flashlight (to draw attention to themselves) and a single weapon (no backups - although one in ten will have a flick-knife so that the hero can show how he kills guys with flick-knives). 4) Cannot take cover. Doesn't understand how to take cover. Prefers to run out into the open whenever the hero is taking cover. 5) Cannot drive as well as the hero. Has not learned the esoteric secret (shared by protagonists) of ducking down when someone is shooting at the windshield. Also does not understand how shooting out tires might make things easier. 6) Has zero marksmanship. He has never, ever hit a single living thing with that gun in his hands. 7) Never coordinates with his team mates. Seriously, there's 50 of you, but you decide to split up and attack the hero one-on-one amid unfavourable terrain? Now, I agree that in certain war movies or horror movies it's a type of porn to see large numbers of people carved up in dazzling detail. But when watching John Wick and other films in the Old-actor-is-secretly-awesome genre, I get the feeling that it's simply a game of numbers. It's simply "LOOK HOW MANY PEOPLE THIS GUY CAN KILL!" It's the kind of thing we saw in the Rambo and Schwarzenegger movies of the 80s. The kills weren't elaborate. They weren't even interesting. It was just quantity - sheer quantity - to drum home the point that our protagonist is really kinda good at killing people as long as they have bad hair and are not women or kids. And realistically - what are the consequences of that slaughter? 75 mooks are killed in this film. How many families have just lost someone? How much manpower and resources does the villain now have to replace? How many police officers and detectives have to clean up those bodies in the morning? How will this cautionary tale be recounted in the "hired army underground", which I assume is a thing in movie worlds? Come on - think about the poor people in this scene. They were all kids once - they all had dreams. They loved and lost and had families. Maybe they're just doing this job to save up enough money to get out of the city and start a path of redemption. I believe it is infantile. And I believe that because I've seen it in roleplays. Usually the worst and most immature roleplayer will have an utterly unengaging character who cannot interact, cannot craft dialogue, and freezes up when any measure of intelligence is required in the narrative. HOWEVER, the moment there are Mooks available, on the enemy's side or their own, they will excitedly write a post in which they humiliate, belittle or just downright massacre those faceless NPCs. Their one objective: to look cool. I enjoy stories where there are good Mooks - where every obstacle to the protagonist is a fully fleshed-out character. Where suspension of disbelief is not stretched by imagining the news stories the next morning ("SIXTY SEVEN WHITE GUYS IN MATCHING SUITS FOUND BRUTALLY MURDERED IN A WAREHOUSE. GUNS WERE FOUND TO HAVE FAULTY SIGHTS AND BLANK AMMUNITION. ONE FLICK-KNIFE RECOVERED. FAMILIES HAVE BEEN INFORMED.") 1. Do you think Mooks are fated to be forever mistreated? 2. Do you notice/think about Mooks, or deliberately distance yourself from them? 3. Can you recommend any films/stories where the Mooks are handled well? 4. Are you itching to debate and personally attack me, point-for-point, because you think I'm slightly pleased with myself, but have been frustrated by the "Discussion" tag put on this thread?