Predators

The prospect of yet another Predator film is hardly going to entice people to part with their hard-earned, unless of course, said new film is a bit of cracker. Sadly Predators (see what they did there?) isn’t that film. Despite being in the fairly capable hands of Nimród Antal, this is hamstrung from the start by a feeling of déjà vu, a dodgy script and some even more dodgy acting. Having said that, it doesn’t actually start off all that bad as an unconscious Adrian Brody awakens to find himself in free fall, before a parachute deploys and he finds himself in a jungle on an unnamed planet. He is soon joined by a number of predator snacks, sorry additional cast members, and before long Brody and co are fighting an unknown and unseen enemy. The main problem the audience will have with this is that we already know what the predators are all about. So whilst the characters may be at a loss as to what the creatures are, the audience is already will versed in predator folklore. Therefore, there isn’t much originality to get excited about. It seems that even script writer Robert Rodriguiez was aware of this as the homage’s to the first film are many (and eventually, tiresome). Some exposition is attempted with the introduction of Lawrence Fishburne’s but his scenes are truly bizarre and Fishburne’s hamming has to be seen to be believed. He is not alone though, as a character twist by one of the other humans at the end is so unbelievable it will only provoke incredulous laughter. The only good thing to say is that this must surely be the end of all this nonsense once and for all as the only feeling you’ll have after watching this is the urge to watch the original film again in order to cleanse you of sequel guilt.

The OC Film Sting Final Verdict
A film that just didn’t need to get the green light in the first place. Make’s Predator 2 look like Citizen Kane. Rating: 3/10.