So the moral of Rambo is that you shouldn't go la-de-da'ing up into foreign biz, but IF YOU DO find yourself in the middle of Other People's Genocide, one should blow the raping soulless child molesters up real good, so that the rebels can appear afterwards like Ewoks and take it from there. Not sure how its taken the Burmese military over sixty years to eliminate its helpless Christian farmers when it looks like they've got this atrocity thing down tight.

Easily the goriest non-horror movie I've ever witnessed - never seen so many flying limbs, or bodies shot to jelly in 3 seconds (looks like Stallone could have a more extensive career behind the camera if he wanted it). Heard at least two crying babies in the audience. It might be trite to note that we can take our infants to see ninety minutes of people dying while if the film cut to baby making it'd be NC-17, but there I just did it anyway.

I haven't seen Rambo III yet (working on that), but I think Rambo had fewer paragraphs of dialogue than Rambo: First Blood Part II (RIP Richard Crenna) (gotta love the sequel math). Stay for the credits to see a long, long list of Thais briefly interrupted by a visual effects staff whose names end with "trov," "kov" and "nov." Twenty years ago, Rambo would have preferred to work with the Taliban.