Wow that rpg fired out like a lame duck, and Turkish Rambo managed to avoid the miniscule blast! ACTION PACKED! Its a good thing there's additional strategically placed rockets lying around. MUHAMMAD... I'M COMING TO GET YOU!
So good I almost wet my pants!
I guess they edited out the part where they hide the rockets in preparation for the Easter Rocket Hunt.
And was he beating on Vincent Price at the end?
You just appear to be grammatically challenged.
Turks are entertainally challenged.
|Hummana Hummana Hummana |
Okay, so what did we learn from this?
-Life is a lot like first person shooters - loads of ammo for ridiculous weapons is generally scattered on the ground in the enemy's base.
-Always hang on to an RPG launcher. They're almost as deadly as a melee weapon as they are when fired.
-Should you arm your henchmen with one of the 600 million or so AK47's available in that part of the world? No, duck guns and antique revolvers should do the trick
-Getting pushed in the chest for a second is as deadly as being shot.
-Having a scrape on your forehead = instant death
-In Turkey, not even children are safe from being interred as PoWs
-Never, ever make your jail cell bars out of wooden pallet scraps. Come on people, this one is just common sense.
-RPG rounds tend to stick nose-first in the sand when they hit, so if you're really, really quick you can just calmly step away from it before it explodes.
-Conversely, the lethal radius of an RPG round is persistent: if you run in to an area where an RPG has exploded, even if it's a dinky little orange flame that looks suspiciously like a burning puddle of gasoline, you will probably die.
-Strange flashbacks to mannish looking women will spell your doom if you're Turkish, have run afoul of Turkish Rambo, and you look like Vincent Price.
5:44-5:43 his shirt disappears in a quick edit.
|Menudo con queso |
I treasure the way the RPG rockets "launch" by being unsteadily yanked with strings.
And was that James Lipton dodging gunfire at -4:25 and in the final minute? Who says the Turkish film industry can't attract better than Z-list talent?
FAG! That guy has to have a wall hack.
But I haven't laughed quite that hard in weeks.
Even the soundtrack seems confused.
The best part is the last scene.
There's the moment where the nemesis is unarmed and cowering beneath our hero, praying for mercy. In a traditional American film this is the moment where the hero would drop his weapon and walk away because the bad guy "isn't worth it."
In Turkish Rambo, he just pauses for a second then bludgeons him to death.
The Turkish are not a people of subtlety.
I dream of the day when the "Turkish Vincent Price" tag can be used once more.
|Jimmy Labatt |
Very clever, Turks, very clever.
I suppose they just discarded all the rockets in the field around because noone in the evil team ever managed to use the the pop RPG with landing the rocket on their toes.
"withOUT landing the rockets on their toes"
|Caminante Nocturno |
The editing in this thing is like something out of a fever dream. Why is the enemy army made up of old Irish men?
Go ahead turkish Rambo, cut those wily Kurds and Armenians no slack!
That dude has some mad strafing action going on.
I like how the music has to stop every time there is a sound effect.
Funny story... I also destroyed a staircase with a rocket launcher, but it totally had it coming.
maybe he wouldn't have had so much trouble with the guy strangling him with the rope if he had been grabbing at the rope instead of his own shirt
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