Critic Reviews

In terms of pure, unhinged action, “The Furious” is the best of its type from the last decade.

This is a whooping-and-hollering movie. It’s more than satisfying. It’s bloody heaven.

There are enough holy-mother-of-god moments in the new martial-arts extravaganza The Furious during which your brain will melt so rapidly you’ll have to wipe your shirt of any grey matter seeping through your ears.

The Furious hits like a sledgehammer — frequently with a sledgehammer — and it leaves a refreshing aftertaste.

The Furious is a rousing piece of spectacle.

Its gripping action is so singular that it feels like a one-of-a-kind viewing experience, different from almost every other film (or show) out there.

This ambitiously staged brawler understands that narrative simplicity is the core of a truly relentless, propulsive action movie.

The summer’s must-see for anyone with a taste for ferocious pandemonium.

The Furious is two hours of exactly the martial arts mayhem you were hoping it would be.

This is lizard-brain ass-kicking, done about as well as you could hope, with a variety of martial art styles, ridiculous weaponry, and oddball characters for flavor.