As a kid growing up in the 1980s, I was always a fan of Stallone, and no character of his did I love more than Rambo, John J. As a 10-year-old, Rambo: First Blood Part 2 was my Citizen Kane – the best of all time.
With the exception of Rambo III (teaming up with Osama Bin Laden to fight the Ruskies didn’t work for Rambo any more than it did for 007), I have loved every movie in this series and this new one is no exception. It’s awesome.
Make no mistake, this thing isn’t going to win any Oscars, but it isn’t about that. This is about watching ultra-violent murders committed by an American killing machine, most of which would fit right into a Friday the 13th movie.
When we last saw Rambo, he’d returned to his family’s ranch in the Southwestern United States and traded in the burlap sack he called a shirt for some cowboy duds.
Over the last 11 years, Rambo has spent his time busting broncos, building an elaborate Vietcong-style tunnel system under his ranch (complete with a speaker system so he can listen to the Doors) and raising Gabrielle, a girl whose mother died of cancer and her scumbag father abandoned.
Gabrielle decides to go to Mexico to find her biological father and that’s where the trouble begins. Her “friend”, an overweight Chola helps her find the father, who wants nothing to do with her and then helps a drug cartel that dabbles in human trafficking kidnap her.
Rambo goes to find her and loses everything that matters to him in the process. The first half of this movie is a tragic nightmare for him.
The second half is a tragic nightmare for everybody that crosses him.
This is a revenge movie. One of the most hardcore revenge movies I have seen. I don’t want to give too much away so I’ll end my review with a list of weapons Rambo uses in this thing.
- Bow and Arrows
- Shotgun (with magnesium shells he makes)
- M16 (fully automatic)
- Spear (homemade)
- Various knives
- About 3 dozen booby traps, most of which use either explosives or nails
Rambo: Last Blood opens in theatres September 20th.