RAMBO VS SENATOR

REMBO VS SENATOR

"He fought their war… they paid with a bullet."

STARRING: Max, Edward, Liana Zilotty. Alex, Ramis, Ester

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 REMBO VS SENATOR

It’s a raw, no-holds-barred R-rated B-movie gut-punch straight out of the 80s grindhouse playbook. Low-budget nitro, sweat-soaked jungles, cheap cigar smoke, betrayal that hits harder than a frag grenade, and enough muzzle flash to light up a drive-in screen. This is pure mercenary exploitation revenge tragedy — think The Wild Geese fucked The Osterman Weekend in a back alley, then shot them both in the head.

Meet Max  — battle-scarred soldier of fortune, dog tags still warm from too many forgotten wars. A slick, corrupt Senator, Mr. Sullivan — all power suits, backroom deals, and crocodile tears — pulls Reaper into the dirtiest op of his life: infiltrate a remote compound, wipe out an entire rogue mercenary squad (ex-special forces gone bad), steal a briefcase stuffed with incriminating documents and cold hard cash that could topple empires... or buy a private island.

Reaper goes in hard — silenced MP5s, machete work in the rain, one-man army mode. Bodies drop like dominoes. He paints the walls red, leaves no witnesses, grabs the goods. Mission accomplished. Blood on his hands, victory in his veins. He limps back to the extraction point, ready for the fat paycheck and a cold beer.

But Sullivan has other plans.

One pull of a trigger. One bullet straight through the forehead. No loose ends. The senator's smile never fades as Reaper's body hits the dirt — betrayed by the very hand that fed him the contract. The documents burn. The money vanishes into offshore accounts. Another disposable hero erased.

Shot on grainy 16mm with over-the-top slow-mo death scenes, cheesy one-liners ("You sold my soul for a senate seat?"), gratuitous explosions, sleazy synth soundtrack, and a final freeze-frame on the senator lighting a victory cigar while sirens wail in the distance. No redemption. No sequel bait. Just cold, cynical B-movie justice: in this game, loyalty buys you a shallow grave.