Feature Presentation: Strictly for Stallone fans who don’t mind watching their hero in thinly veiled tributes to the grandeur of violence, so long as he’s heavily armed and collecting corpses. The acting is appropriately understated, given the film’s basic lack of dialogue, but there is something strangely fascinating about the story of a serial killer bent on reducing the world to sparsely populated cult by killing one Los Angeles resident at a time. It’s numbing in its stupidity, but also brazenly un-American in its contempt for the legal system, and law enforcement in general. Still, it gives Stallone a chance to flex his mostly concealed muscles as a toothpick-chewing tough guy with a talent for hunting psychos; Brigitte Nielsen pouts with aesthetically pleasing conviction.

Bonus Materials: George P. Cosmatos, who also directed Tombstone and Rambo: First Blood Part II, provides commentary that reflects a rather blatant (but understandable) disinterest in the material, while an unilluminating making-of featurette explains Stallone's moviemaking philosophy thusly: "You can't make the audience a 10-course meal. You make a buffet and let them take what they want." Still, that doesn't explain Cobra.