HIS ARRIVAL WAS explosive. In the mid-’80s, Sylvester Stallone’s third sequel to Rocky needed an embodiment of Soviet might, and Dolph Lundgren — despite hailing from Stockholm, not Moscow — fitted the bill perfectly, staring down at Stallone with contemptuous cool, then upper-cutting his way through the astonishing final-reel bout. Lundgren became an instant A-lister. And though the decades ahead were, aptly enough, rocky, with times of hardship and a fallow stretch at the box office, Lundgren persists — still an ass-kicker at 64. Here, he gives us insights into his wild ride.
ROCKY IV (1985)