There are a handful of movie stars who're known by their first names. There's Meryl, Clint, Harrison, Sylvester, and not to be outdone, Ah-nold. Commando blew out of the gates in the mid 80s, and it's been tougher to recruit useless monosyllabic henchmen ever since. Commando is so bad for the health of moronic goons, it needs its own epidemiologist. The plot couldn't be more ridiculous: someone kidnaps Arnold's (here, John Matrix) daughter, to get him to overthrow some tin-pot dictator. But he's got other plans. And those plans include gunning down every conspiring third rate militia man off the California coast. He seeks out those who've captured the fruit of his loins, and is a one-man war machine, wreaking havoc/carnage all over. Commando is glorious fun, full of one-liners, over-the-top killings, and explosions. It's must-see material.