Yesterday Peter and I went and saw Rambo.

It was exquisite.

I grew up on movies like that. Good, clean exploding heads, dismembered limbs and disembowelings. Lately, movie violence has trended more towards meaty thwacks of people in extreme pain, which bothers me more, and I hadn’t realized how much I missed a really, wonderful, giggles-inducing violent movie until yesterday. I left the theater with a bounce in my step. I felt liberated.

I highly recommend it to everyone.


Peter asked, if I was going to review it, if I was going to give it “two exploding thumbs up”. And if I had a rating system, I certainly would.