September 23, 2019
— _DavidMorrell (@_DavidMorrell) September 20, 2019
Well, this definitely makes me want to go see it.
The creator of Rambo isn’t happy with Sylvester Stallone’s latest entry in the movie series named for the character, Rambo: Last Blood.
David Morrell is a bestselling thriller author, whose debut novel, 1972’s First Blood, was adapted into a 1982 movie of the same name. In First Blood, Rambo (he has no first name in the novel), a Vietnam War veteran, is harassed by Kentucky police and suffers flashbacks to his time as a prisoner of war while imprisoned. When the police attempt to cut his hair, he breaks free of the police station, setting in motion a bloodbath, as the police and National Guard hunt him down.
Morrell had some involvement with the newest movie, the fifth in the series, conversing with Stallone by telephone during the writing process. Morrell’s hope for Last Blood was to portray a “soulful” Rambo, which included portraying Rambo tracking down a missing child, defending a family he never had.
But communication between the author and Stallone soon ended. Stallone finished the script with Matthew Cirulnick (Absentia). A version of the plot point made it into Rambo: Last Blood, which shows Rambo journeying to Mexico to rescue a friend’s granddaughter, Gabrielle (Yvette Montreal), from cartel sex traffickers.
“I hated the film,” Morrell posted to Twitter, agreeing with the overwhelmingly negative critical consensus surrounding Rambo: Last Blood. “The film is a mess. Embarrassed to have my name associated with it.”
“I felt degraded and dehumanized after I left the theater,” Morrell said, expanding on his thoughts on Rambo: Last Blood in an email to Newsweek.
This could just literally mean that the film is a piece of shit and that it sucks.
I don’t really know anything about Morrell.
I’ve never read any of his novels. He wrote some comic books which I also did not read.
What I can say is that he doesn’t really look like a total fag.
I mean, he doesn’t really have the physiognomy of someone who is a whiny little bitch talking about “muh Mexicans, muh white supremacy.”
Just compare him to Mark Waid, another boomer comic book writer and novelist, who does whine like a bitch.
If you can’t make some really serious character judgements about those two men from those two photographs, then I don’t know what to tell you, other than that you need to start paying more attention to what people look like.
As I’ve said from the beginning: “you can’t judge a book by its cover” as a way to claim that you can’t judge a person by what they look like is one of the most poisonous Jewish lies of all of the Jewish lies.
But all of the reviewers that are whining about Last Blood are shitty shitlibs, and from what I have seen of the previews, this entire movie is just Sylvester Stallone butchering Mexicans.
Anyway, if it really does suck as bad as they say it sucks, I would still want to see it as I am fascinated by terrible movies.
I watched the Fantastic Four movie because it was supposed to be one of the worst ever made, and was really interested in just how terrible it was. It was however not nearly as bad as Batman v. Superman, which I hold is the actual worst (big budget) film ever made. Though it is arguable that the follow-up DC films, Suicide Squad and Justice League, were as bad or even worse. After watching BVS, I was very excited to see SS and JL, because I expected them to be fascinatingly horrible.
I do not know why I have this personality trait. I could analyze it, I suppose. Self-psychoanalysis is always advisable. But I’d have to think more about it than I have thus far. What I will say is that I don’t like most mainstream movies, they are all terrible, whether it be Star Wars or Marvel or whatever else. I just like the ones that are so bad that you are thunderstruck. Which is what these people are claiming Last Blood is.
Of course, I have some evidence that is not true:
But, I mean… goyim really are just kind of stupid:
So it’s possible Rambo is simply a tastelessly violent action movie that you have to be a special sort of person to appreciate.
The movie has already been out for several days, so I really should be writing a review here if I’m going to write about the film, instead of speculating.
But I have a difficult life situation when it comes to doing normal things like going to the theater to see films. You see, it’s hard for me to go out in public, because I’m a very famous celebrity. Young boys all want to get my autograph and ask me how they can become big and strong like me when they grow up. And women, well – women throw themselves at me. They run up and flash their breasts, they grab at my crotch, they try to pull me into the bathroom saying “please, just 3 minutes Mr. Anglin, I’ll make you come!”
And this is a problem for me because I’m an incel. I do not like to be approached, spoken to or touched by women, who I believe are filthy and disease-ridden animals.
And as far as the Pirate Ship option – I can’t watch a cam. I just cannot. You can lecture me about how cams are better now and etc. But no. I shall not.
But, if we consider this “review unseen,” I’m going to have to go with “highly recommended” for Rambo: Last Blood.
I mean, just look at this:
Based on that still alone, I’m giving two thumbs up.
Anyway, it’s not like you’re going to drag your ass out to the theater and pay $48 dollars for a ticket, a popcorn and an Icee whatever I say here, unless some woman was already going to drag you out there.
I couldn’t even get you people to go see Blade Runner 2, even though it was the best move released in 25 years.
And let’s not kid ourselves. If you are going to pay that $48 for a movie experience this month, it’s going to be Joker.
I myself am going to have to just go and deal with the crowds of screaming fans to catch that one.