She fires pistols and machine guns. She breaks limbs and smashes throats and gouges eyeballs. She attacks enemies with kitchen utensils and slashes them with a samurai sword. She detonates them with multiple grenades. She uses a pair of ice skates as makeshift nunchucks and, in the film’s climax, gets into the first duel I’ve ever seen fought with flame-throwers — that’s right, one inferno-spouting monster gas cannon versus another. The message: This is how girls now fight.