I showed Welcome to the Punch to a friend today and now I don’t know what to do with myself anymore because THIS FUCKING MOVIE. Just. So. Many. Feelings. (Here be spoilers.)
The way Max screams when his leg almost kills him.
The way Jake looks at him in that last scene, when he sees just how bad that wound still is.
Jake’s breakdown when he sees his son’s body.
Max’s face in that scene, going from smug (“fuck yeah, you hurt me, now I’m gonna watch you suffer”) to touched and sad (“shit, that guy just lost his son, that guy I hated for so long is actually human”).
The way they start working together perfectly pretty much right away BECAUSE THEY KNOW EACH OTHER SO WELL.
THE FACT THAT JAKE KEEPS SAVING MAX’S LIFE.
THE FACT THAT MAX IS MADLY OBSESSED WITH JAKE.
The fact that Jake really, really respects Max, even before he likes him.
AND JESUS CHRIST THE ENDING MAAAAAAAAAAAAAX YOUR PRINCIPLES HURT ME OKAY. I need to stop loving hyper-lawful characters who ruin themselves because the Law is Sacred.
And I still need all the AU fics in which Jake comes back and saves Max’s ass and tells him that he doesn’t owe those ungrateful shits anything and then they go off to be semi-criminal PIs or something and THIS SHIP IS PERFECTION DON’T MIND ME.