thank god for distance

i had never seen a rambo movie before. i'm a child of the 80's. rambo always seemed to fit too snugly into the reaganized world we were living in (i initially called it the bullshit reaganized world but found that redundant). i couldn't separate my growing animosity towards things mainstream and my unadulterated joy over things violent. i even worked at a movie theater when rambo 3 came out. it just entrenched my feelings of otherness. all these feelings still exist, mind you. they've been well honed by now. they are sharp, more in focus. but this isn't the 80's (it's much worse) and some separation has been achieved. i just saw the new rambo. holy christ is the gore unbelievable. it's like a zombie film but instead of the walking dead it's the tyrannical burmese army that is getting blown to pieces (oh, and some civilians but who cares. gore is gore when there are no emotions attached to it). the laugh out loud joy that i (and kyle) felt was blissful. i don't even know what this moviewas trying to say. something about dying for something and not living for nothing. i can dig. as long as there are shit tons of people dying, graphically, for something (my pleasure?). after, i think, giving rocky a proper send off, sylvester stallone has now allowed me into the world of john rambo and i fully intend to see what all the hub bub was about.