rambo
dude. i just got home from seeing rambo. that shit did not disappoint. three things:
- not only was this maybe the most violent movie i’ve ever seen, i believe that it has raised the bar for cinematic violence. to its credit, it wasn’t all hott machine gun action, as mr stallone was able to work in a subtle homage to road house with some manual windpipe removal that i found to be quite satisfying.
- i can’t believe that all both members of the myanmar tourist board didn’t do everything in their power to stop the latest rambo installment from ever hitting a projection screen. this movie is pretty much myanmar’s the killing fields, and i needn’t remind you that it took cambodia nearly 20 years to become a tourist powerhouse again after that thing got released.
- hgh is awesome. i want some. i want to look swollen.
