Rambo (USA, 2008) – 9/10
Stallone ages like wine, it seems. In Rambo his charisma has reached an almost inhuman level. Perfect to make John Rambo a character bigger than life. No need for backstory or big words. In fact, most of the time Stallone remains silent, and when he does opens his mouth he mumbles something about how you can’t change what you are and how killing is as easy as breathing. Brilliant. The film’s body is as fit as that of a supermodel, which is both a good and a bad thing. You gotta admire how perfectly the film is put together with no filler scenes or fat anywhere. The film reaches its finale almost too soon. But, it’s a finale that makes you happy. When Rambo grabs the big machine gun for the first time half of the audince falls off their chairs. And 10 minutes later they leave the theatre with a Jack Nicholson / The Joker smile on their face. Rambo is cinema.
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