📓 Blog Post 18 – “Netflix… We Need to Talk”

📓 Blog Post – “Netflix… We Need to Talk”
✍️ By Chaos Samuel

Netflix, what’s up? 🎬
Like genuinely, what happened to the action in action movies?

Remember when you’d put on a film and by the 10-minute mark, someone was already getting slammed through a wall or disarmed with a frying pan? 💥🥋
Now it’s like—everyone just stands around with guns and emotional trauma. Bro, where did the hands go?

What happened to the knife fights that actually looked like choreography, not Fortnite? 🔪💃
The ones that made you whisper “damn…” when someone got taken down with one clean move?
Now it’s 90% muzzle flash, 10% backstory, and somehow still two hours long. 😩

Back then, we had classics.
Olympus Has Fallen. John Wick (the early ones). The Raid.
You could feel the punches through the screen.
They didn’t just shoot — they fought.
Hand to hand.
Knife to knife.
Respectfully straight through the skull if needed. 🧠⚔️

And let’s not pretend we don’t remember that scene in Olympus Has Fallen — yeah, that one — when the guy soloed half the terrorist squad in the White House just to reach the President. 👊
The part where he takes out everyone in brutal close combat, blood pumping, steel clashing — then ends it with that cold, efficient knife-through-the-brain move before dragging himself to the bunker like it was just another Tuesday. 🔪💀
That was cinema. That was art.

Nowadays? Everyone just pulls out an AR-15 like it’s Uno cards. No tension, no grit, no choreography.
Just “boom boom,” sad piano, fade to black. 🎹💀

Where’s the chaos? Where’s the painful realism?
Bring back the close-quarters brawls, the knife disarms, the “use whatever’s in reach” energy.
I want to see a villain take a toaster to the face again.

We don’t need more slow-motion reload scenes — we need that dirty, oh no he didn’t kind of combat.
That “he blocked a punch, flipped a guy, and stabbed him with his own knife while quoting Shakespeare” type of energy. 🔥

I’m not saying go full slasher…
Just sprinkle a little grit back in. Remind people that fighting used to mean something.
That it wasn’t just bullets — it was choreography, tension, survival, art.

Netflix, please — bring back the movies where every punch felt like a drum beat and every knife scene made you clench your teeth.
Because somewhere between the shootouts and the monologues, the soul of action went missing.

I guess I’ll just have to make do with what’s available to watch. Maybe a few U.S. dramas on law?
Nah. I’ve watched too many already.
I’ll just skim my recommendations and see what’s trending. 📺😮‍💨

And I, for one, miss it. 🎥🕯️

— Chaos Samuel
🕶️ Writing what everyone’s thinking, just louder.
Also, as always..🕯️ Writing without permission. 🌙 Living without labels.