The john wick movies accomplish what Hong Kong action flicks did a quarter-century ago, seducing bloothirsty ( predominately male) audiences into appreciating an exquisitely choreographed modern ballet. If you doubt that stahelski sees his own job in these terms, look no further than how lights each scene. Even neon demon Nicolas winding Refn must be taking notes at the way stahelski and his crew place bright-fuchsia fluorescent tubes in a New York subway, poltergeist-blue spotlights beneath the arches of ancient Roman catacombs, and night club-worthy accents throughout an elaborate hall of mirrors art exhibit.