The Night Comes for Us (2018) by Timo Tjahjanto

[Drunk Monk]

I've worked in an ER.  It's one of those things you have to do as part of EMT certification.  And I give this full endorsement for tasty DOOM ultravi.  Indonesian cinema has its own unique brand of fight films, gritty, brutal, sanguineous, intense.  Part Kung Fu, part gorefest, part anime style.  This is them at the top of their game.  The first fight splatters with an echo of the slaughterhouse fight in Chocolate, taking the meathook to new depths.  Then fight after fight after fight. Sword fights. Cat fights. Gun fights. Kukri vs. Wakazashi. Bone saws, table saws, billiard balls, box cutters, rusty nails and tacks, such mayhem that my pot pie went cold during the finale fights because I couldn't take my eyes off the screen - so glued to the action.  Nice cinematography too.  Character building?  WTH? It's a clan of drug cartel assassins and one wants out so the rest have to kill him setting up the ol' Game of Death in grimy cartel hangout warehouses.  Honestly, you need more for this kind of flick?  I was highly entertained and found myself chuckling at some of the tasty bits of ultravi.  Real horrorshow.  So gratuitous that I could feel the rest of DOOM chuckling beside me.  

But you do have a point about that "why is this guy still alive?"  That's solved in one scene but that in no way makes up for all the other scenes.  You just gotta suspend belief there, I suppose.