Rambo

Rambo is a man of few words, and it's a good thing because the words only get in the way of the explosions in this new fourth installment of the Rambo franchise.

We find Rambo working as a snake catcher in Thailand while civil war rages on in neighboring burma. And Rambo is enlisted to help a group of white missionaries deliver medical supplies to the war torn villagers. They predictably get captured and it's up to Rambo to rescue them and destroy an entire army pretty much by himself.

Stallone takes credit for writing and directing, but truth be told, the film is told in such broad strokes it could have been written by a ten year old. Everything that doesn't have to do with shooting or killing is reduced to a minimum.

In between spouting unintentionally hillarious one liners like "killing's as easy as breathing" and "you either live for nothing, or you die for something" there are plenty of severed heads, body parts flying, and stuff blowing up real good with a bare minimum of nuance. Oh, and Rambo rips a man's throat out with his bare hands.

It's probably the goriest of all the Rambo pictures, which was just fine with the almost exclusively male audience i saw it with on a cold february day. Rambo's no philosopher, but he knows how to deliver the goods.

Rambo: B-.
(best if you can find some likeminded friends to go with you and revel in its awfulness).