Arsenal: A Cinematic Kick in the Pants

So, I just watched *Arsenal*. Quite a whirlwind, I must say. Directed by Steven C. Miller—he’s got a knack for keeping you on the edge of your IKEA poäng chair. And let’s talk about the cast for a sec. You’ve got Nicolas Cage, being all Cage-like with a wild mustache that’s worth the price of admission alone. Then there’s John Cusack, who looks like he just meandered off a Gothenburg ferry. Seriously, has he been on a Swedish fika tour or what?

Now, *Arsenal* is an action-thriller, and it’s all about family. You know, that old chili from grandma’s secret recipe you’re not quite sure you like—but you keep eating it anyway. Adrian Grenier plays the lead role, Mickey, who’s trying to save his brother. It’s a bit like that time my own brother got lost in the Liseberg amusement park. I mean, I was ten, but the panic was real. And when the action kicks in, well, it’s like watching my favorite band play at Hultsfredsfestivalen—chaotic, loud, but somehow invigorating.

But if I’m honest, the pacing’s a bit off. One moment you’re on a high-speed chase, next you’re stuck in dialogue-heavy fog. Maybe that’s intentional, like how you’re not quite sure where you parked your Volvo at the mall. But it works… sometimes.

The cinematography? It’s got that gritty vibe, think *Pulp Fiction* meets a rainy Stockholm night—moody yet oddly comforting like a good ol’ Swedish crime drama.

Here’s the thing: It’s not trying to be some high-art masterpiece. It’s an unapologetic, guns-blazing bonanza with a touch of smörgåsbord unpredictability. Will everyone love it? Maybe not. But if you’ve got 90 minutes and a penchant for Cage being Cage, give it a whirl. You might just find your own slice of crazy chaos.

Grab your popcorn, or falukorv if you’re feeling patriotic, and take this wild ride. It’s worth it—for the mustache alone.

Check the trailer below