If the original Sisu was a one-man chainsaw massacre through Nazi hell, the sequel cranks it to apocalypse levels—and hands the devil a bigger blade. Jorma Tommila’s Aatami Korpi, that grizzled gold prospector with eyes like frozen fury, isn’t done digging graves. Fresh off WWII’s ashes, he heads home to salvage his family’s shattered cabin, only to get bushwhacked by a Red Army war criminal (Stephen Lang, all venomous swagger) who slaughtered his kin. Cue a cross-country bloodbath across frozen Finnish wilds: horses exploding, trucks flipping into icy oblivion, and enough decapitations to make Tarantino blush.

Director Jalmari Helander doubles down on the pulpy insanity—think John Wick raiding The Revenant’s wardrobe, with Looney Tunes physics and Finnish sisu (that unbreakable grit) fueling every impossible kill. Tommila’s mostly silent storm is poetry in motion, grunting through gore like a bear with a grudge, while Lang’s sadistic commander chews the scenery like it’s his last meal. Richard Brake slithers in as a shadowy enforcer, and the ensemble (Tommi Korpela, Mimosa Willamo) adds desperate heart amid the havoc. The cinematography? Snow-swept vistas that turn beauty into brutality, scored to a pounding industrial dirge that amps the chaos.

It’s over-the-top, unapologetically savage, and that emotional gut-punch finale? Hits harder than a landmine. 94% on RT for a reason—pure, joyous mayhem. Just saw it last weekend; still buzzing. Who’s next on Aatami’s list?

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