Sicario: Day of the Dildo. A glum exercise in shooting people at close range. Brolin is a gruff American agent, Del Toro is a gruff Mexican killer. Together they're working to get the cartels reclassified as terrorist organisations so they can really go to war, and like Iraq, it will be easier to fight them if they're also fighting each other. They actually say this in the film.
Cue one half-arsed scheme and a government flip-flop later, and it's all gone wrong. Now, the first film was cagily clever in a low, cunning sort of way, but this one is just stupid. In the first film, Blunt worked wonders as a viewpoint character and audience proxy. Here, we've got little of that apart from some smart scenes with Isabela Moner as the daughter of a narco kingpin. It's a mostly empty, grim exercise in the back and forth of people with guns in the night.
