Rambo, B-Rambo has been the gold standard for insane violence for a while now. It's like the Soldier of Fortune of the movie world (for reference, the new SOF was refused classification in America and banned in Australia). The new (John) Rambo does not disappoint and through some sort of MPAA voodoo it only got an R rating.
IMDB keywords for this film include: massacre, arm ripped off, disturbing, intestines, and responsibility. That last one was put in by some concerned parent, I'm sure.
The movie opens with the brutal destruction of a village by the Burmese Army that both sets the tone of the movie, and builds towards the ultimate thrill of their destruction. I can't say I've felt less pity for someone being blown away by a 50mm sniper rifle than in this movie.
Rambo has slipped into a funk, catching snakes and standing in the rain stoically. The presence of amateures (paid mercenaries) is just the thing to kick him in to high gear and start the river of blood flowing.
I won't give it all away (people die.. there, just ruined the movie), but the buildup and conclusion of Rambo setting off an old WWII bomb is about the best movie action I've ever seen. I didn't know old Stallone could move like that any more.
While not an Oscar winner, Rambo delivers plenty of blood and action while making previous attempts at brutality, like Saving Private Ryan, look like a children's birthday party.
