HAVOC: Blood-soaked frenzy with style

Too much violence, as the name suggests. Most definitely, no law, only disorder.

Tom Hardy storms into Havoc with a raw, animalistic energy as if he’s still hosting Venom in his system, not sure but maybe Gareth had some animosity continuation. Hardy's brooding presence is magnetic, but also overwhelming in a film that’s already drenched in chaos. The violence is relentless, gunfights, hand-to-hand brawls, and gory showdowns push the boundaries of believability. At times, the exaggerated wounds and grotesque visuals feel more like a stylized blood opera than gritty realism.

That said, Havoc shines in its technical execution. The sequencing is sharp, and the scenery gritty urban sprawls soaked in neon and smoke is visually arresting. The cinematography complements the mood, and Gareth Evans’ signature style is unmistakable. The choreography of the action is well thought out, even if overdone.

What Could’ve Been Done Better:

- Character Depth: The film sacrifices emotional depth for adrenaline. While Hardy delivers intensity, his character lacks layers that could make us care more about his descent into the underworld.

- Narrative Balance: The plot often takes a back seat to the action. A tighter script with more narrative stakes or twists would’ve added weight to the violence.

- Pacing: The second act sags under the weight of repetition, one brutal fight too many dulls the impact.

A visually stunning but emotionally thin action thriller that leans too heavily on its title. Worth a watch for fans of stylized chaos, but not for the faint-hearted.