4 November 2009

Rambo: First Blood


Man Film.. oh yeah, Rambo is a classic example of something you'd never expect your girlfriend would want to see, but if you were to watch it together you'd both get what you want from it.. Violence and action for him, adversity and transvestite plight for her! win win, yeah yeah.

Right from the very start we're introduced to a man with long hair, curly.. and what seems to be U.S army clothing. He strolls into a town with a look on his face crying out for a friend, some understanding even... but we don't know why yet. After a while a Po-Po, or policeman if you will, pulls his car over alongside him and advises him to leave the town, he tells him his kind isn't wanted around their close-knit town.
At this point you start to look at Mr Rambo at bit differently as you try to figure out what's wrong with him that they can't tolerate, then you realise you have to look at it through '80s eyes' (I don't mean short sighted like an 80 year old person). From then on you notice this isn't a bustling future metropolis like where I live now (and I assume you do too because you're on a 'Computer' using the 'Internet') these people are from a different time, a time where freedom of expression is frowned upon (in fact that's the only expression allowed, The Frown).
The Po-Policeman drops Rambo off at the edge of town and goes back to his doings..
Rambo doesn't like being told what to do though so he flicks his hair back and heads back to town. After another bit the police-master finds Rambo again and gets pissed off at him, arrests him, then takes him to the police station, upsetting Rambo a lot!. Upon arrival they all Frown at Rambo for his differences and flowing locks, then take him for 'processing'. Here they strip him down and tease him, beat him and... no, they didn't rape him actually, I thought they would obviously but they didn't.
All this abuse causes Rambo to suffer a mind bending flashback, which sorts out all the confusion for you, and puts you on track to this point in his life. The flashback clearly insinuates that Rambo is a Transvestite (not a vampire) and was bullied by all the other 'normal' soldiers in the army, so he left, regardless of being the best soldier ever.
The flashback and abuse which follows pushes Rambo over the edge (I think the actual title 'First Blood' is some kind of metaphor for his 'masculine virginity'), Rambo goes ballistic because nobody understands him and fucks everybody right up in the police station... then escapes.. into the trees..
Whilst out there he fashions himself a dress from an old tarpaulin, then a headband.. his army training comes in handy for being in a survival situation and requiring functional-feminine-fashion. There are more establishing shots to show the feminine side of Rambo from this point; he gets wounded and sews it up himself (girls sew). He gets trapped in a cave and when a rat gets near him he freaks out (Girls freak out... and they don't like rats.. that's a two-for-one)
I wont ruin the rest of the film for anybody who hasn't seen it. because after this review you have no excuse to skip it. Let's just say that by the end everything is ok, people cry, some people get a bit shot, but after it all he gets the acceptance he deserves and embarks upon 3 more films touring the world promoting; free-will, transvestitism, and acceptance... BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY.

5 comments:

  1. Finally! For years I thought I was the only one who saw the tranny undertones in this modern classic.

    It's just ashame they didn't explore it further in future films, instead of going the tired bombs, stabbings and explosions route.

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  2. It's about time Hollywood recognised the 'action-transvestite' role.Not since Lawrence of Arabia has there been such an iconic man in a dress holding a gun.
    Still, effective though it may be, 'First blood' can barely hold a hairdryer to Schwarznegger's omni-sexual genre classic 'Kindergarden Cock'. Arnie plays a pre-op transexual who must wrestle with cock and conscience after finding out he is to become a dad thanks to a ketamine-fuelled, backlane liason with a local fag-hag...all while foiling the machinations of a gang of international jewel thiefs. Watching that was like holding a mirror to reality

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  3. I agree with everything both of you said

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  4. I also have more thoughts..
    Think of the transvestite as a path (I don't mean go out and stand on one, we're trying to combat that).. without said tranny, nobody would have had that trial period of "Do I really want to carry on in jeans and shirts?, maybe I do but I'd like to try just acting a bit like a woman?" I digress.. this transvestite trail helped a lot of directionless people get to a more comfortable location, without the She-he there would never have been a gay & lesbian revolution..

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  5. Man alive! I saw this flick with Sidney on the flipside of scat party above Chow Lees dry clean while u eat. It must have been the nitrate 'cause all I saw was guns 'n shit. It does explain the boners we got about a third of the way in though, and they lasted ALL DAY!

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