The armies worldwide would be average emptinesses if it were not by Rambo. In years 80, Sylvester Stallone represented a true symbol for the adolescents who hallucinated with “Nike Air Jordan”, the first console of videojuegos Atari, moquetas of break dances and a war of which they did not know anything but that they mitificaron in its brains of generation X: Vietnam.

But to Stallone to not we must only the “contribution him” that did to the world with its melenas, their pendant apretao, marking tetillas and killing exactly to 149 communist vietnaminas with a gun AK-47, a knife with more teeth than a crocodile, and little more. Rocky Balboa is also son his. Stallion the Italian has been one of the more appropriate cinematographic examples of the triumph of the immigrant in the United States: your you can begin of short meat and also finish of champion of the world of the heavy weights.  To the following faithfuls of Stallone always the eyes when hearing will become damp to them the mythical “Adrian, I do not feel like the legs” or the slogan average patriotic means of plea of “This is my war”, with which a tearful Johny Rambo asked colonel Trautman who did to him of papa. He is peculiar, until almost ten years later, I have not seen leave the twisted mouth of Sly - of fact, their four scripts have been always of three or paginillas- another political commentary: “Your facist society makes sick to me” (Demolition Man).

He is peculiar, until almost ten years later, I have not seen leave the twisted mouth of Sly in fact, their four scripts have been always of three or paginillas- another political commentary: “Your facist society makes sick to me” (Demolition Man).

In spite of the favors that did to him to Ronald Reagan, reporting to him a pile of deluded recruits, the peculiar thing is that Silvester Stallone is not Italian, is of New York. He was his father Frank (who was peluquero, whereas her mother was promotional astrologer and of free fight) who immigrated from Sicily. Expelled from eleven schools, of small he was enamoring with cómics and, like almost all the adolescents, it had a existencial crisis because it did not know to what it wanted to dedicate itself. It meditated where it was his talent being of vacations in some beach of the Brave Coast. In Switzerland, it was two years in the “American College” of Geneva, where one paid the interpretation classes doing of monitor of gymnastics for girls.

Soon it returned to the USA and it was registered in the University of Miami. For want of few credits to finish, it lets the race impatient to prove luck. But it begins badly enough and there per 1973 they had thrown to him of all the agencies of cásting of New York. They wanted neither its scripts nor their careto. The following year first opportunity with a paper superior to the one from typical arrived his “chupacámaras”: the film of rebellious adolescents “The Lords of Flatbush”.

With 29 years one is in Mecca of the cinema, hoping to prevail, married, with an pregnant woman and only one hundred dollars in the bank. Until the moment, it had taken part in a series of television and only had obtained six small papers in six films of low quality. Nobody gives a duro by him. Every time more is sunk when seeing that the history that it had to take to him until the fame did not arrive.