I remember going to the cinema with my mom to watch Rambo II… I was 11 and I loved that movie so much, it made me wanna be a soldier.
My mom had to drive me to an american army supply shop to buy military equipment. I was spending all my pocket money on survival knives and pellet rifles. Rambo was my hero and I wanted to be him (not sure why I use the past tense here).
With the years passing, I got out of the badass soldier trip (and moved on to science-fiction). I don’t remember much about the third movie and I have never seen the fourth.
Probably because of all the COD Warzone I’ve been playing lately, I got in the mood for a Rambo movie. So, last Sunday, we watched Last Blood.
We loved it. In fact, it’s probably been one of our best evening of 2020. Stallone remains the original action hero: attaching, damaged and ruthless. The movie surprised us with a few scenes of ultra violence followed by an ultimate vengance rampage. I enjoyed every minute and found myself on the border of my coach screaming “go get them, John!”.
This final chapter is an amazing way to end the serie (if it’s really the end, you never know with Hollywood).
I’ll end this post with my favourite quote:
“I’ve lived in a world of death. I’ve watched people I’ve loved die. Some fast with a bullet, some not enough left to bury. All these years I’ve kept my secrets, but the time has come to face my past. And if they come looking for me, they will welcome death.”