So I went to see Rambo this weekend based solely off of my love of First Blood and the fact I always geek out for Rambo II. First Blood has long been a favorite of mine, mainly due to the performance of Brian Dennehy. 
I mean really who didn’t hate his character and want Rambo to break bad? Don’t even get me started, because I may never shut up about it, and that won’t be good for anyone involved. But Rambo (Rambo 4 for those keeping count) is…well…it’s good…but not great. Bad but not horrible. It’s just kind of there if you know what I mean. I have never come out of a movie feeling so apathetic. For every bad point I would find something good but nothing great. So if you have to see it see the matinee (like I did) it will soften the blow.
One of the trailers, previews, whatever the hell you call them, leading up the Rambo was interesting to say the least. The preview was filmed using muted colors with a high contrast to let you know it’s edgy. It is about a guy who takes photographs around the city and just happens to also photograph a murder on a subway. When he goes to the cops they think he is the killer so he does what any nerdy photographer would do, he decides he will track down the killer himself. *sigh* But all in all it just seemed like your basic thriller, until the name of the movie was revealed. The name being “The Midnight Meat Train“. Now I know that I am immature as a result of being in a state of self inflicted arrested development, so of course I began thinking of stupid gay jokes etc. But even taking that out of the equation what the hell?! Oh and to add to the confusion this is based off of a Clive Barker short story by the same name! I love Clive’s work but come on Clive you also used this name? Also knowing that Clive is gay makes this even funnier to my simple little mind, so I know I will never, ever, be able to take this story or movie seriously.
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BUT good lord was it nice and bloody! I laughed my ass off and had to rewind and watch the whole movie again t orealize wha ta 50 caliber does t othe back of a man’s head at point blank range… I had almost forgotten.