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Sylvester StalloneScreenplay:
Sylvester StalloneCinematography:
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Vince DiColaCast:
Sylvester Stallone, Talia Shire, Burt Young, Carl Weathers, Brigitte Nielsen, Tony Burton, Michael Pataki, Dolph Lundgren, Al Bandiero, Dominic Barto (more)VOD (2)
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Rocky Balboa (Sylvester Stallone) is a champ again. When there is a challenge from a Soviet giant named Drago (Dolph Lundgren), the challenger is laughed off. The Soviet government wants the prestige of a World Heavyweight Boxing Championship and stands fully behind Drago - a cold, blond, almost-bloodless fighting machine who is somewhat inhuman. Apollo Creed (Carl Weathers) is now Rocky's manager and is appalled by the effrontery of the challenge. To teach the upstart a lesson in boxing, Apollo agrees to an exhibition match in Las Vegas. (Showtime)
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One of the best Rocky movies, primarily because it features five fights like in the third installment, but this time they are brilliantly balanced with human stories. The change in Rocky's relationship with Apollo reached its peak here, but the star of this film is simply the great Dolph Lundgren, who begins his career with a truly significant role. An unforgettable installment with a great finale and a message that might sound silly today but had its justification at the time.
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Probably the best installment of the entire series—the essence of Rocky. Ivan Drago is unorthodox, ruthless, and intense. The 80s vibe is spot-on, and the soundtrack is genius—every track is an absolute hit. The plot is incredibly straightforward, yet it maximizes its impact, setting the stage for the following films. I thoroughly enjoyed this one. "If he dies, he dies."
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"I see three of him." - "Cut the one in the middle!" Many people consider this one of the best, while for me it's the first one I don't give a full rating to. Something is missing (Conti's music especially), something remains (the robot, the horribly long flashback montage before Rocky's departure). Otherwise, it is a perfect spectacle with a killer Dolph Lundgren and a determined-to-death Stallone, who gets a standing ovation from the politburo members at the end. The training part of "modern technology versus barn and nature" is still overwhelming.
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Nostalgia’s a bitch. I loved this movie when I was little; an irresistibly naive echo of the Cold War. It's impossible not to root for an American who has to lift a log and run across a snowy landscape to train, as opposed to a Russian who is groomed by a team of physiotherapists in top-notch conditions. I almost felt like pulling out the American flag and cheering Sly on at the top of my lungs :)
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When I look back on the match in the USSR or even just reading some of the reviews here quoting lines directly from the movie, a chill runs down my spine, and it's the right moment to forget words like "propaganda". The long flashback while driving the car, the training in the snow, Drago destroying equipment in the gym, and somewhere in the back of my head a voice telling me that cheering like this is something I should perhaps do at the age of twelve, not in my thirties. The most bombastic and deservedly the best installment of the series.
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