And so we have, putatively, come to the end of the John Rambo saga. What began as a popcorn flick with a few hard-edged lobs at the price of war on the psyche has, over the years, devolved into an ego massage for its standard-bearer, Sylvester Stallone. He returns as a greyer, more wizened Vietnam… Read More »
SPANGLISH
SPANGLISH is neither particularly good, nor particularly dreadful. Its weak point provide an almost perfect counterbalance to its drawbacks, rendering it the sort of thing you might hit upon while flipping channels when nothing else is on, or buy a ticket for if everything else at the multiplex is sold out. In it, James L.… Read More »