Cinema history is filled with delightfully unhinged concepts that prove no idea is too absurd for the screen. Whether it’s an assassin releasing hundreds of venomous snakes on a plane, or a Jason Statham epic where he goes to war with a prehistoric, 75-foot megalodon shark, these movies prove that inside the writer’s room, logic can sometimes take a backseat to pure entertainment – but where do we draw the line between a stroke of creative genius and a fever dream? An influencer being hunted down by the Yakuza after they try to sell some denim jeans? Well, no, actually, because that’s the exact premise of Vintage Violence.

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