Rambo and Its Relation to Human Tragedy

I only saw it once. Once is enough. It just wasn't fun from the start so didn't get fun later on. It got redundant.

Rambo's the hero of the franchise. He knows what's going down because he's the greatest warrior of all time sort of thing. And Stallone doesn't do anything for the first 45 minutes but direct Asian men to torture Asian men and women by setting them through land-mine traps. The subjects of the violence and the graphic nature with which Stallone films it, and films himself, is too tended to observing (to the point of applauding) the violence for the entirety of its realistically oriented duration. The details of gore, and the torturous nature of most of it, with a dialog so self-conscious and contrived, falls short of watching the evening news and is nearer to the level of the hanging of Saddam Hussein.

New kinds of movies are an inevitability, but what we have here is pure savage gore trying to top itself in the realms of exhibited violence mixed with realism! Instead of any attention paid to the action filmmaking we are being hand-fed by a sadistically constructed nationalistic figure of pseudo-redemption spectacle. A film about sadists isn't a new or impossible concept, but Hitchcock knows that the most powerful and terrifying statements on the imagination leave room for it. See I'm Not There for how much Haynes trusts his audience to fill in the blanks. Stallone has filled in every conceivable blank with the process of watching Southeast Asians splatter.