Sly Stallone is the meat-headed portrayer of the kind of movie heroes that don’t wash their hands after using the toilet; the kind that have an itchy trigger finger and mercifully little dialogue to trouble their petite little brains with. Yes, Stallone may not strike one as having a particularly high IQ, but he does have brawn. In his day, he had the kind of toned body that would turn everyone’s head, except Arnie’s. Turns out brawn is his only virtue, however, as his soiled visage is the facial embodiment of an uncomfortable crap, in zero gravity. Botox injections seem to have roughed him up worse than an army of Ivan Dragos.
