Yesterday I wrote about 2 thousand words on my new Young Adult horror novel in progress. Slightly exhausted and decided to check the brain out and give you all a movie review. Recently, I watched Predators. Yes, it came out a couple of years ago, but I guess I was washing my hair or something at the time.
Since this is an older movie, spoilers aplenty. Consider yourself warned.
Predators is a follow-up to the original Arnold flick, although it doesn’t disavow the sequel or the Aliens franchise. A bunch of hard-asses and Topher Grace are plucked from Earth and set down in a jungle planet to be hunted by a trio of Predators. Sounds fun.
The fantastic cast wasn’t fully utilized. I could have used another ten minutes in the movie of character development. Danny Trejo is awesome as always, but has about five lines and is killed off screen. Machete shouldn’t be taken out like that. Come on.
How is this that different from Predator? There’s two more antagonistic aliens, and the jungle is off-planet. And there’s a female. Um, yep, that’s it.
It’s a series of things happening. Almost like Cube but not as intrinsic.
Topher Grace. Come on. He so obviously doesn’t fit in with the others that it’s apparent that he’s a psychopath. But it wasn’t handled well. It could have been cooler and more intense, but played out as too little, too late. Grace did a fine job with the script, but the character could have been much cooler. Most horror movies have a human quasi-antagonist, and Grace should have been more developed in this role.
The characters were better developed than I would have thought, but not quite enough. Adrien Brody turned out to be a jerk, but then he turned out to not be so bad. The second turn around wasn’t earned. I felt that his character would have taken off, leaving the Hispanic woman to get rape-killed by Topher Grace while the last Predator looked on.
Laurence Fishburne. Always fun. Little cooky here. I wanted him to kick ass, but he kind of just is there, is crazy, proves that he’s awesome, then is killed. He’s just one more of those ‘okay, now we need something else to happen’ problems.
Laurence Fishburne. Always a pro. Even a little Fishburne is better than no Fishburne.
Everything else is cool. Who knew pianist Adrien Brody was a badass? I loved the multi-culturalism. Theres’s actually more than one group of humans on Earth, so of course the Predators take various prey, like an Asian sword fighter.
The action scenes were well done, the acting fine, and the special effects fun.
They actually developed the Predators somewhat. I was surprised. Apparently there’s two types of Predators, larger and smaller, and they have blood feuds. I appreciate it.
Overall, I’d give the movie a very solid 2.75 stars out of 4. Can’t quite justify 3, but it’s close, and I vote yay for another sequel.
This has been Elliot Arthur Cross reminding you that only in American can you go from being Larry Fishburne, male nurse in Nightmare on Elm Street 3, to Laurence Fishburne, Morpheus in a handful of years.