



The Night Comes for Us is like The Raid’s unhinged cousin—absolutely drenched in macho energy, gore, and gunfire. It was sold to me as next-level chaos, and sure, it delivers mayhem in spades. But it’s also a testosterone-fuelled bloodbath that left me more exhausted than exhilarated. I didn’t enjoy The Raid much either, though I admired it—this one goes harder, but not smarter. That said, the fight choreography is genuinely impressive. Shame the rest feels so one-note.